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DIYINE  HYMNI 

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SPIRITUAL  SONGS ; 

¥0R   THE   USE   OV 

RELIGIOUS  ASSEMBLIES 

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PRIVATE  CHRISTIANS  : 

BEING   FORMERLY   A    COLLECTION  BY 

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JOSHUA  JMITH— AND  OTHERS.         ^ 


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TWELFTH    EDITION, 
With  additions 

BY  WILLIAM  NORTHUP. 


■NORWICH:  (CONFKCTICUT.) 
JPRINTJED  AND  SOLD  BY  RUSSELL  HUBBARD, 


1811. 


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REACHING  and  praying  are  excellent  or^ 
dinances  :  The  "former  is  speaking  unto  men,  for  God  t 
The  latter  is  spe'jiking  unto  God  for  ourselves  and  all 
men  ;  but  when  titiiQ  pnds  they  will  he  laid  aside,  be- 
ing entirely  useless.  'Bot  ringing  is  calculated  for 
both  worlds.  In  this,  it  is  that  delightful  part  of  de- 
votion which  animates  our  hearts,  and  raises  our  affec- 
tions, and  testifies  the  inward  joy  of  our  souls.  Be* 
joke  in  the  Lord  0  ye  righteous^  for  praise  is  comely  for 
the  ufiright.  Psalm,  xxxiii.  1.  Thy  statutes  have  been 
my  song  in  the  house  of  my  pilgrimage.  Psalm  cxix.  54. 
The  matter  of  singing  is  God's  praise.  (Psalm  xlvii. 
6.)  the  manner,  with  a  loud  voice  (Psalm  Ixxxi.  1.) 
making  melody  in  our  hearts  to  the  Lord,  (Eph.  v.  19.) 
%vith  the  spirit  and  understanding.  And  singing  doubt- 
less will  be  our  employment  when  time  shall  be  no 
more.  Rejoice  ye  heavens  and  ye  that  dwell  in  them^  Rev. 
xii.  12.  And  they  sting  a  ne'-tv  song ^  saying  thou  art  ivor- 
thy  to  take  the  book  and  to  ojien  the  seals  thereof ;  for 
thou  ivast  slain  and  hast  redeemed  us  to  God  by  thy  blood 
—and  I  beheld  and  I  heard  the  voice  of  many  angel* 
round  about  the  throne^  and  the  beasts^  and  the  Elders^  and 
the  number  of  themnvas  ttn  thousand  times  ten  thousand, 
and  thousands  rf  thousands,  saying  nvith  a  loud  voice 
worthy  is  the  Lamb,  i^c.  Therefore  let  us  praise  God 
Avith  sincerity  and  awe,  for  he  is  a  God  of  terrible 
majesty,  he  is  a  God  of  glory,  and  such  transcendant 
perfection  that  he  will  not  look  upon  us  with  pleasure, 
unless  we  offer  praise  from  the  heart. 

WILLIAM  NORTHUP. 


vf  DIVINE  HYMNS. 


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HYMN  1; 

REDEMPTION. 

COME  friends  and  relations  let  us  join  heart andi' 
hand. 
The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ; 
Let  us  all  walk  together  and  follow  the  sound, 
And  march  to  the  place  where  redemption  is  found. 

2  The  place  it  is  hidden,  the  place  is  conceal'd  ; 
The  place  it  is  hidden  until  'tis  reveai'd  ; 

The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  Jesus  we'll  go 

And  there  find  redemption  from  sorrow  and  wos. 

3  The  place  it  is  hidden  by  reason  of  sin,  * 
Alas  you  can't  see  the  sad  state  you  are  in  ; 
You  are  blinded,  polluted,  in  prison  and  pain, 
O  how  can  such  rebels  redemption  obtain  1 

4  And  if  you  are  wounded  and  bruis'd  by  the  fall, 
Then  up  and  be  doing,  for  you  he  doth  call  ; 

And  if  you  are  tempted  to  doubt  and  despair, 
Then  come  home  to  Jesus,  redemption  is  there. 

5  And  you   my  dear   brethren   that   love   my  dear 

Lord, 
Who  have  witness'd  free  pardon  by  faith  in  his  word, 
Let  patience  attend  you   wherever  you  be. 
Your  Saviour  has  purchas'd  salvation  for  thee. 
AS 


6  And  when  the  archangel  the  trumpet  shall  sound, 
And  awake  all  the  dead  that  s'eep  under  the  ground. 
The  sound  of  that  trumpet  will  bid  you  arise, 

To  meet  your  redemption  with  joy  and  surprise. 

7  Qthen  loving  Jesus  our  souls  will  receive, 
From   bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  reUeve, 
Than  we  shall  be  perfect  and  we  shah  be  frecj 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 

8  Redeemed  from  sin  and  redeemed  from  death, 
Hedeem'd  from  corruption,  redeem'd  from  the  earth, 
Redeem'd  from  damnation,  redeem'cl  from  all  woe, 
We'll  sing  oi  redemption  wherever  we  go. 

9  Redeemed  from  sin   and  redeem'd   from  distress, 
The  fruits  of  redemption  no  tongue  can  express, 
Redemption  be  ascribed  to  Jesus's  love, 

We'll  sing  of  redemption  in  the  heavens  above. 

HYMN  2.     P.     M. 

The  Farewell, 

FAREWELL  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
The  gospel  sounds  a  jubilee  : 
My  stam'ring  tongue  shall  sound  aloud. 
From  lai^d  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea  j 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  Farewell  in  bonds,  and  union  dear  ; 
Like  strmgs  you  twine  about  my  heart  ; 

I  humbly  beg  your  earnest  pniy'r, 

Till  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  part—* 
Till  we  shall  meet  in  worlds  above, 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell  my  earthly  friends  below, 
Tho'  all  BO  kind  and  dear  to  me  j 


My  Jesus  calls  and  I  must  go 

To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee — 
To  sound  the  joys,  and  bear  the  ne^YS3 
To  Gentile  worlds  and  royal  Jews. 

4  Farewell  young  people  one  and  all  ; 
While  God  shall'  grant  me  breath  to  breathe, 

I'll  pray  to  the  e'ernal  all. 

That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live — • 
That  your  dear  souls  prepav'd  md.y  be. 
To  reign  in  bliss  eternally  ! 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun  ; 
And  as  I  pass  in  tenrs  below, 

The  path  is  strait  my  feet  shall  run  ; 
And  God  will  keep  me  as  I  go — 
And  God  will  keep  me  in  his  hand, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land.    , 

6  Farewell,  farewell  1  I  look  above  ; 
Jesus  my  friend  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  joy,  my  crown,  my  only  love, 

My  safeguard  here,  my  heav'nly  all, 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  song  to  sing, 
My  only  joy  till  death — amen. 

HYMN  3.    L.     M. 

The  Hiding-place, 

HATL,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began, 
The  scheme  to  rescue  f.illen  man  : 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place  ! 

2   Agninst  the  God,  that  built  the  sky, 
1  tought  with  hands  uplifted  high  : 
Despis'd  the  nunsious  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seeK  a  hiding  place. 


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3  Enrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light  ; 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding-place  ! 

4  But  lo  !  th*  eternal  council  rang, 
Almighty  love  arrest  tlie  man  ; 

I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fi'ry  mount  I  flew  ; 

But  justice  cri'd  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place  I 

6  But  lo  !   a  heav'nly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appear'd  ; 
lie  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 

To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding-place. 

7  Should  sev'n  fold  storms  of  vengeance  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
No  thunder-bolts  should  daunt  my  faccj 

Tor  Jesus  is  my  hiding-place. 

8  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 
Which  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell : 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race, 

And  thus  become  their  hiding-place. 

9  A  few  more  roiling  suns  at  most, 
Shall  land  me  on  fair  Canaan's  coast  ; 
Where  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  hiding-place  ! 

HYMN  4.     C.  M. 

^4  luarning  to  sinners^  tofice  from  the  'mrath  to  co^m. 


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HEN  pity  prompts  me  to  look  round 
Upon  this  fellow  clay  j 


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See  men  reject  the  gospel  sound,. 
Good  God  I  what  shall  I  say  ? 

2  My  bowels  yearn  for  dying  men,. 
Dcom'd  to  eternal  woe  ; 

Fain  wouM  I  speak,  but  'Us  in  vain, 
If  Gud  dosa  not  sjicuk  too. 

3  O !  sinners,  sinners  wont  you  hear. 
When  in  God's  name  I  come  I 

Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear, 
Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 

4  Now  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour^ 


O  !  sinners  come  away 


The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door? 
Arise  without  delay, 

5  O  !  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room^ 
Lest  mc  rcy  should  withdraw  ; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 
To  execute  his  law. 

€  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be 

If  destitute  of  grace, 
When  you  your  injur'd  judge  shall  see, 

And  stand  before  his  face  ? 

7  O  !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight. 
How  would  you  wish  to  fly 

To  the  dark  shades  of  endiess  night, 
From  that  ail  searching  eye  ? 

8  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear. 
And  you  among  them  stand  ; 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar,. 
Arraign'd  at  Christ'^  left  hand. 

9  No  yearning  bowels,  pity  then 
Shall  not  aftect  my  heart  ; 

No,  I  shall  surely  say  amen 


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When  Christ  bids  you  depart, 

TO  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vaiq, 

But  lend  a  list*ning  ear, 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again^ 

When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

HYMN  5.    C.  M. 

T/ie  sufferings  of  Christ, 

AWAKE,  arise,  O  saints  and  view 
The  load  of  sin  and  shame, 
Transfer'd  from  you  an  heir  of  hell, 
Upon  the  lovely  Lamb. 

2  A  load  so  great  it  made  him  groan. 
It  must  have  sunk  us  low  ; 

Low  as  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell, 
In  that  abyss  of  woe. 

3  Behold  the  streams  of  sweat  he  sweat, 
For  us  great  drops  of  blood  ; 

Blood  running  down  from  every  pore, 
Which  rais'd  a  mighty  flood, 

4  A  flood  to  float  our  souls  away, 
From  welt'ring  reafs  of  fire, 

The  pointed  steel  did  reach  his  heart. 
To  swell  this  ocean  higher. 

5  The  racking  cross  on  which  he  lay, 
A  painful  tort'ring  bed  ; 

A  thorny  pillow  was  prepared, 
On  which  he  lean'd  his  head. 

G  The  sun  his  light  refus'd  to  give, 

Night's  sable  \vings  unfurl'd  ; 
Jesus  the  Saviour  fell  asleep, 

"While  earthquakes  rock'd  the  world. 


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'7  But  soon  he  *rose,  his  nap  was  short, 

And  as  a  man  from  wine. 
He  shouted  with  a  mighty  voiccj 

And  made  salvation  mine. 

8  He  'rose  he  'rose  he  burst  the  gates 
Of  death  and  from  his  throne, 

Beholds  the  glorious  worlds  of  light, 
And  calls  them  all  his  own. 

9  The  sun  with  his  most  dazzling  rays, 
Must  not  with  him  compare  ; 

His  glory's  one  unclouded  blaze, 
One  roiling  stream  most  clear. 

HYMN  6. 

Shepherds  of  Je%vry. 

AS  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding  their  sheep. 
Promiscuously  seated  estranged  from  sleep  ; 
An  angel  from  heaven  presenting  to  view, 
And  thus  he  accosted  the  trembling  few  ; 
Dispel  all  your  sorrows  and  banish  your  fears, 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour  in  Jewry  appears. 

2  Tho'  Adam  the  first  in  rebellion  was  found, 
Forbidden  to  tarry  on  hallowed  ground  ; 
Yet  Adam  the  second  appears  to  retrieve, 
The  loss  you  sustained  by  the  devil  and  Eve  ; 
Then  shepherds  be  tranquil,  this  instant  arise, 
Go  visit  the  Saviour  and  see  where  he  lies. 

3  A  token  I  leave  you  whereby  you  may  find, 
This  heavenly  stranger,  this  friend  to  mankind  ; 
A  manger  his  cradle,  a  stall  his  abode, 

And  oxe'i  are  near  him  to  blow  on  your  God  ; 
Then  shepherds  be  humble,  be  meek  and  lie  low, 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour's  abundantly  so. 

4  This  wonderous  storj  scarce  col'd  on  the  ear, 


When  thousand  of  angels  in  glory  appear  ; 
Thus  join  in  the  concert,  and  this  Avas  their  theme, 
All  glory  to  God  and  good  will  towards  men  ; 
Then  shepherds  strike  in,  join  your  voice  in  the  choir, 
And  catch  a  fe  Fv  sparks  of  celestial  fire. 

5  Hosannah  the  angels  in  extacy  cry, 
Hosannah  the  wondering  shepherds  reply  ; 
Salvation,  redemption  aro  centre'd  in  one, 
All  glory  to  God  for  the  birth  of  his  son  ; 

Then  shepherds  adieu,  we  commend  you  to  God, 
Go  visit  the  Son  in  his  humble  abode. 

6  To  Bethlehem  city  the  shepherd  repair'd, 
For  full  confirmation  of  what  tlrey  had  heard  ; 
They  enter'd  the  stable  with  aspect  so  mild, 
And  there  they  beheld  both  mother  and  child  ; 
Then  make  proclamation,  divulge  i\  abroad. 
That  gentle  and  simple  may  hear  of  their  Lord. 

HYMN  7.  C.     M. 

The  Soldier  of  the  Cross* 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  lamb  ? 
Why  should  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  tp  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 

Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  us  on  to  God  ? 

3  Should  I  be  carry'd  to  the  skies, 
On  flow*ry  beds  of  ease  ? 

While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail  thro*  bloody  seas  ? 

4  Yes,  I  ittust  fight  if  I  would  reigns 


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Inercas©  my  cotjrageLord, 
To  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  sham^j 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  saints  all  in  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  tho'  they  die  ; 

They  view  a  triumph  from  a  far, 
And  see  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustiious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  their  armies  shine 

With  robes  of  vict'ry  thro'  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  8.    L.  M. 
A  true  Christianas  experience. 

COME  all  ye  saints  and  sinners  near, 
Come  listen  awhile  and  you  shall  hear 
The  wonders  of  Almighty  grace, 
Which  sat  me  free  to  sing  his  praise. 

2  One  glorious  Jesus  from  the  sky, 
He  said  to  me  as  he  pass'd  by, 
Awake,  arise,  depart  and  fly, 

Go  hence  or  you  will  surely  die. 

3  Mine  eyes  he  openM  to  behold 
The  wonders  I  have  never  told  ; 
Heaven  and  hell  I  thought  I  saw, 
And  my  poor  soul  in  ruin  lay. 

4  I  heard  of  Jesus,  who  they  say 
Could  wash  a  sinner's  sins  away  ; 
Eut  how  to  find  him  I  did  not  know, 
Nor  how  to  meet  with  him  below. 

5  My  flesh  did  war  against  my  soul, 
Temptations  did  me  much  controul ; 
The  weeping  saints  I  could  not  slight^ 

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Who  sought  their  Jesus  day  and  night. 

6  The  scandal  of  his  cross  I  sec, 
That  scandal  it  would  fall  on  me  j 
But  still  I  thought  Xdid  behold, 

I  wanted  Jesus  more  than  gold. 

7  I  laid  me  down  to  take  my  rest, 
Bemoaning  of  my  dreadful  case, 

1  thought  I  would, for  mercy  wait. 
But  then  I  fear'di'd  come  too  late. 

2  I  little  thought  he'd  been  so  nigh. 
His  speaking  made  me  smile  and  cry  ; 
He  said  I'm  come  to  you  my  love, 

I  have  a  place  for  you  above. 

9  This  glorious  news  I  did  believe, 
JAy  sins  and  sorrows  did  me  leave  ; 
My  soul  enraptur'd  in  his  love, 

Jn  hopes  to  go  with  him  above — 

10  There  for  to  set  and  sing  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 
"While  we  shall  join  in  songs  divine. 
To  praise  him  all  his  saints  combine. 

HYMN  9.    S.  M. 
An  Evening  Hymn, 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear  \ 
'O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by. 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 

Of  what  we  hear  possess. 


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5  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleepy 

Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th' unweari'd  sun,  ,.:  i 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize; 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  pastj  - 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  10.    C.  M; 
The  Heai^enly  Jerusalem^ 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
O  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrow  have  an  end  I 
Thy  joys,  when  shall  I  see  ? 

3  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone. 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  bet  with  pearl ; 

Thy  streets  are  pav*d  with  gold. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  green 
My  study  long  have  been  : 

Such  sparkling  light,  by  human  sight  . 
Hafe  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus,  glorious  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ! 

What  folly  *tis  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arm  of  grace. 
And  cause  me  to  ascend 


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Where  congregation  ne*er  breaks  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

<•  Jesus  my  love  to  glory's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see, 
And  all  my  brethren  here  belovr 

>Vill  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 
And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 

Go  on,  ril  meet  you  there. 

t  There  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  partj 
And  heaven  shall  ring  with  praise  j 

[While  Jesus*  love  in  every  heart 
Shall  tune  the  song,  free  grace. 

9  Millions  of  years  around  me  run, 
Our  song  shall  still  go  on  ; 

To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  three  in  one. 

10  When  we've  been  there  a  thousand  year*;. 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 

We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

HYMN  11.    L.  M. 

The  Heavenly  Lover, 

HE  dies,  the  heav'nly  lover  dies, 
The  tidings  strike  a  doleful  sound  I 
On  my  poor  heart-strings  deep  he  lies, 
In  ihe  cold  caverns  of  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

On  the  dear  bosom  of  your  God  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 


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A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 
3  Here's  love  and  gtief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  man  1 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  1  see, 
Jesus  the  dead,  re\ivcs  again. 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  his  tomb, 
Up  to  his  father's  court  he  flies  ; 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Then  children's  children  praise  your  God  j 
Tho'now  in  sorrow  much  bovv'd  down, 

You  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  streets 
Where  you  shall  wear  a  starry  crown. 

6  We'll  praise  King  Jesus  thro'  the  skies,  ; 
Sing  glory,  glory,  round  the  throne  ; 

We'll  mount  aloft  on  eagle's  wings — • 
We'll  take  our  flight  unto  our  home, 

7  I'm  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day, 

I  came  to  preach,  and  sing  and  pray  5 
There's  glory,   glory,  in  my  soul. 

This  makes  me  praise  my  God  so  bold. 

8  I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die. 
And   shout  salvation  as  I  fly  j 

Sing  glory,  glory  thro'  the  air, 

Meet  all  my  father's  children  there.  ;' 

9  There  on  mount  Zion  I  shall  stand. 
Crown  on  my  head  and  harp  in  hand  3 

There  spend  a  long  eternity 

In  praising  on  the  heavenly  k«y. 

HYMN   12. 
The  Christian's  Experience. 

COME  brethren  and  sisters  that  love  my  dear  Lord, 
I  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word  ; 
What  a  v/onder  of  mercy  !  behold  now  I  see, 
What  a  tender  kind  Saviour  has  done  for  poor  mc. 
B3  ' 


2'  I  was  led  by  the  devil  till  lost  aud  distressed, 

1  tbo't  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be  cast, 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  misery,. 

Till  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding  for  me. 

3  Oh  sinner  !  said  Jesus,  fer  you  I  have  di'd, 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  reply'd  : 
The  s^uilt  was  rennov'd,  my  soul  did  rejoice, 
The  blood  was  apply'd,  the  witness  and  voice. 

4  On  my  low  bended  knees  before  God  I  did  fall 
And  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all ; 

The  heart  of  his  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven, and  peace  upon  earth. 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  siimer's  birth  ; 

Your  sins  arc  forgiven,  my  Saviour  did  say— ■ 
Oh  !  witness  kind  heaven  on  this  my  birth-day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  humbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground, 
The  time  of  refreshing  at  length  I  have  found, 

Oh  Lord  thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul  with  thy  charms, 
Let  me  die  like  Simeon,  with  Christ  in  my  arms. 

HYMN  13. 

T/ic  JFeary  traveller* 

COME  all  you  weary  trav'llers, 
Now  let  us  join  and  sing 
The  everlasting  praises 

Ot  Jesus  our  great  King. 
We've  had  a  tedious  jouriiey, 

And  tiresome  it  is  irue  ; 
But  see  how  m'\ny  dangers 

The  Lord  has  broug,ht  us  through. 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  u?j 
He  caii'd  us  ujiis  IjAm, 


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And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin. 
The  world,  the  f?esh  and  satan 

Would  prove  a  fatal  snare, 
Unless  we  did  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayV. 

3  But  by  our  disobed'ence, 
With  sorrow  wo'confess. 

We  have  had  long  to  wandeiv 

In  a  dark  wilderness  ; 
Where  we  might  long  have  fainted. 

In  that  enchanted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleasant  fruit  of  Canaan, 
Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace — » 

Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 

And  love  and  strength  increase^. 

To  confess  our  Lord  and  master,. 
And  run  at  his  command, 

And  hasten  on  our  journey 
Unto  the  promised  land. 

5  With  faith  and  hope  and  patieaoe 
We're  made  for  to  rejoice  ; 

And  Jesus  and  his  people 

Fci'  ever  are  our  choice. 
In  grace  and  consolation 

We  now  are  going  on 
The  pleasant  way  to  Canaan, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone. 

6  Sinners,  why  stand  you  idle,. 
While  we  do  march  along  ; 

Has  conscience  never  told  you 
That  you  are  going  wrong, 

Down  the  broad  rbad  to  darkness 
To  bear  an  endless  curse  t 


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Forsake  your  ways  of  sinning,. 
And  come  and  go  with  us. 

^  But  if  you  will  refuse  it, 

We  bid  you  all  farewell  ; 
While  saints  arc  bound  to  Canaan, 

Your  ways  will  lead  to  hell  : 
We're  sorry  for  to  leave  you, 

We'd  rather  you  would  go  ; 
Come  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  see  the  waters  flow. 

8  Now  to  th.e  King  immortal 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
Tor  in  his  holy  service 

We  long  10  spend  our  days  ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan 

The  celestial  world  above, 
With  everlasting  wonder 

To  praise  redeeming  love-. 


HYiMN  14.     CM. 

On  Baptism. 

KAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard*ning  love, 
Lmbrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ! 
Wilt  thou  mv  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  biess  me  with  thy  smile  1 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endur'd 
And  all  its  shame  despis*d  ! 

And  shall  I  be  asham'd  O  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptiz'd  ? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
In  Jordan's  swelhng  flood  ? 

And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed 
That's  worthy  of  my  God  \ 


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4  Dear  Lord  the  ardor  of  thy  lovo 

Reproves  my  cold  delays  : 
And  now  my  -willing  footstens  move 

In  thy  delightful  ways. 

HYMN  15. 
On  the  siviftness  of  Time, 

MY  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years 
Fly  rapid,  like  the  whirling  spheres> 
Around  the  steady  pole  : 
Time,  like  a  tide,  its  moment  keeps, 
Till  I  shall  launch  those  boundless  deeps, 
Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  scene  ; 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between. 

And  whisper  as  they  %, 
Unthinking  man  1  remember  this, 
Thou  *midst  thy  sublunary  bliss. 

Must  groan,  and  gasp,  and  die  ! 

3  My  soul  attend  the  solemn  call  y 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  quickly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  Right 
Beyond  the  vast  extensive  blue, 
To  love  and  sing  as  angels  do, 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  Eternal  bliss,  eternal  woe 
Hangs  on  this  inch  of  time  below—* 

On  this  precarious  breath  ; 
The  God  of  nature  only  knows 
Whether  another  year  shall  close 

Ere  I  expire  in  death. 

5  Long  ere  the  sun  shall  run  its  round, 
I  may  be  bury'd  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot  I 


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Alas  !  one  hour  inaf  close  the  scene, 
And  ere  twelve  months  may  roll  beuveea 
My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6  But  shall  my  soul  be  then  extinct, 
X)r  cease  to  live,  or  cease  to  think  ? 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  ; 
Thou  my  innmortal,  cannot  die 
What  wilt  thou  do,  or  whither  f!y 

When  death  shall  set  thee  free  ? 

7  Will  mercy  th€r^its  arms  extend, 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend, 

And  heav'n  thy  dwelling  place  ? 
Or  shall  insulting  fiends  appear 
To  drag  thee  down  to  dark  despair. 

Beyond  the  reach  of  grace  ? 

«  A  heaven  or  hell  or  these  alone, 
Beyond  this  mortal  life  are  known-—* 

There  is  no  middle  state  ; 
To-day  attend  the  call  divine, 
To-morrow  may  be  none  of  thine. 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

9  O  do  not  pass  this  life  in  dreams  ; 
Vast  is  the  change,  what  e'er  it  seems, 

To  poor  unthinking  men  ; 
Lord,  at  thy  foot-stool  I  would  bow, 
Bid  conscience  tell  me  plainly  now 

What  it  will  tell  me  then. 

iO  If  in  destruction's  road  Istray, 
Htip  me  to  choose  that  better  way, 

^Vhich  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Thy  grace  impart,  ray  guilt  forgive, 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live 

Such  as  I  dare,  not  dis. 


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HYMN  16.    S.    M. 

ji  prospect  of  ChrisVs  Church* 

BEHOLD  a  lovely  vine, 
Here  in  this  desert  ground  ; 
The  blossoms  shoot  and  promise  fruit. 
And  tender  grapes  are  found. 

2  It's  circling  branches  rise. 

And  shades  the  neighb'ring  lands  ; 

With  lovely  charms  she  spreads  her  arnos^ 
With  clusters  m  her  hands. 

5  This  city  can't  be  hid, 

It's  built  upon  a  hill : 
The  dazz'ling  light,  it  shines  so  bright. 

It  doth  the  vallies  fill. 

i  Ye  trees  which  lofty  stand, 
And  stars  with  spark'Iing  light — « 

Ye  christians  hear,  both  tar  and  near, 
'Tis  joy  to  see  the  sight. 

5  Ye  insects,  feeble  race, 

And  fish  that  glide  the  stream— 
Ye  birds  that  fly  secure  on  high, 
Repeat  the  joyful  theme. 

6  Ye  beasts  that  feed  atliome, 
Or  roam  the  vallies  round, 

With  lofty  voice  proclaim  the  joys, 
And  join  the  pleasant  sound. 

7  Shall  feeble  nature  sing. 
And  man  not  join  the  lays  ? 

O  may  their  throats  be  swell'd  with  notes, 
And  fill'd  with  songs  of  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God  on  high. 
For  his  redeeming  grace  ; 


S4 

The  blessed  dove  canne  from  above, 
To  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

HYMN  17.     S.  M. 
For  Baptisnu 

LET  heav'n  and  earth  rejoice, 
And  sacred  anthems  raise, 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
For  free  and  sov'reign  grace. 

2  Behold  the  spotless  Lamb, 
Descending  from  above. 

To  bring  the  earthly  strangers  home, 
Upon  the  wings  of  love. 

3  O  may  our  souls  rejoice, 
His  precepts  to  obey  ; 

Who  to  fulfil  all  righteousness, 
Mark'd  out  the  humble  way. 

4  Thus  Jesus  did  descend, 
Into  the  liquid  stream  ; 

Which  teaches  sinners  not  to  scorn, 
What  him  so  well  became. 

^  O  may  we  then  march  on. 
Nor  fear  what  men  shall  say  ; 

Deny  ourselves  and  take  our  cross, 
Since  Jesus  leads  the  way. 

6  We  dare  no  longer  stand, 
As  neuters  to  thy  cause  ; 

But  by  the  help  of  grace  we'll  yield 
Obed'ence  to  thy  laws. 

7  Into  the  wat'ry  tomb, 
We  cheerfully  descend, 

In  token  ©f  our  faith  and  love 


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To  our  celestial  friend. 

8  Lord  meet  us  hear  this  day, 
W^ho  come  to  do  thy  will  ; 

Grant  us  thy  presence,  dearest  Lordj 
Thy  promis'd  grace  fuhil. 

9  Descend,  O  heav'nly  dove. 

And  wing  our  souls  away, 
XJp  to  that  bright  and  happy  shore 
Of  everlasting  day. 

10  This  day  I'll  make  my  choice 
To  serve  the  Lord  most  high  ; 

Deny  myself,  take  up  the  cross, 
And  do  it  cheerfully. 

HYMN  18.    L.  M. 

Prayer. 

PTlAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  design*d  to  give  % 
Long  as  they  live  should  christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  christian  prays  while  God  indites, 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within, 

The  Spirit  his  petition  writes,  ' 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

S  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  silence  lie. 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  pr^yV, 

My  soul  thou  hast  a  friend  on  high, 
Arise  and  try  thy  interest  there. 

4  If  pains  afflict,  if  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distress,  if  fears  dismay. 

It  guilt  dejects,  if  sins  distress, 
Thy  rcmcdy^'s  before  Ihce— pray . 
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t,  It's  prayer  suppovls  the  soul  that's  weak, 
Though  thought  be  broken,  language  laraej 

Pray,  if  thou  can  or  cannot  speak, 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jcbus'  name. 

S  Depend  en  him  you  cannot  fuil, 

Make  all  your  wants  and  wishes  -known  ; 

Fear  not  his  mercies  must  prevail, 
Ask  v/hal  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  donc» 

HYMN  19. 

The  Chrisiiaii's  Enquiry* 


snp'IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no 


Oft  it  causes  anxious  thoughts  5 
Am  I  his  or  ara  I  not  ? 


2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  I 
Hardly  sure  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remainj 
Pray*r  a  task  and  burden  prove, 

Ev*ry  trifle  gives  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  I 

4  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  withini 
All  is  darkness  vain  and  wild  ; 

Fill'd  wuh  unbelief  and  sin. 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  l 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read. 
Sin  is  mix*d    with  all  I  do  ; 

Yqu  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 


Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall  5 
Sbould  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Should  I  joy  his  saints  to  naee?, 

Choobe  the  way  I  once  abhor'd; 
rind  at  times  the  promise  sweet 

If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

S  Lord  decide  this  doubtful  case, 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  smij 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 

If  indeed  it  be  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  moiXy 

If  I  love  at  all  I'll  pray  : 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before 

Help  me  to  begin  this  day, 

HYMN  20.- 

T/ie  judgment  Hymn, 

THE  great  tremendous  day's  approaching) 
That  awful  scene  is  drawing  nigh  ; 
Was  lonsj  foretold  by  ancient  prophets 
Decreed  from  all  eternity. 

2  But  O  my  soul  reflect  and  wonder  I 
That  awful  scene  is  drawing  near, 

When  you  shall  see  that  great  transaction, 
When  Christ  in  judgment  shall  appear. 

3  See  nature  stand  all  in  amazement, 
To  hear  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

Arise  ye  dead  and  come  to  judgment  1 
Ye  nations  of  this  world  around. 

4  Loud  thunders  rumbling  through  the  concate  ; 
Bright  forked  ligbitning  part  the  skies  j 


2a 

The  heaven's  a  shaking,  the  earth  a  quaking, 
The  gloomy  sight  Attracts  my  eyes. 

5  The  orbit  lamps  all  veil*d  in  sackcloth, 
No  more  their  shining  circuits  run  : 

The  wheel  of  lime  stopt  in  a  moment  ; 
Eternal  things  are  now  begun. 

6  Huge  massy  rocks  and  tow'ring  mountains, 
Over  their  tnmbliiig  basis  roar, 

The  racing  ocean  all  in  commotion, 
Is  hov'ring  round  her  frighted  shore. 

7  Green  turfy  grave-yao-ds  and  tombs  of  marble, 
Give  up  their  dead  both  small  and  great  ; 

See  the  whole  world  both  saints  and  sinners, 

Are  coming  to  the  Judgment  seat.  • 

8  See  Jesus  on  the  throne  of  justice- 
Come   thundering  doTvu  the  parted  skics. 

With  countless  armies  of  shining  angels, 
With  hallelujahs,  shout  for  joy. 

9  Brij^ht  shining  streams  from  his  awful  presence, 
His  face  ten  thousand  suns  outshine  ; 

Behold  him  coming  in  pow'r  and  p:lory, 
To  meet  him  all  his  saints  combine. 

10  Go  forth  ye  heralds  with  speed  like  lightening, 
Cull  in  your  saints  fiom  distant  lands, 

These  that  my  blood  tVoiu  hell  hath  ransom'd. 
Whose  names  in  Hle's  fuir  book  do  staivd. 

1 1  O  come  ye  blessed  of  my  father, 
The  purchase  of  my  dying  love  ; 

Eeceive  the  crowns  ollife  and  glory. 
Which  are  laid  up  for  you  above. 

12  For  you,  dear  souls  which  have  continti'd 
With  me  and  my  temptations  bore, 

1  have  provided  for  you  a  kingdom, 


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To  reign  with  me  forcvermore. 

13  There's  flowing  fountains  of  ifving  water^ 
No  sickness,  pain,  nor  dettth  to  icar  ; 

No  sorrow,  sighing,  no  tears  nor  weeping 
Siiall  ever  have  admittance  here. 

14  But  hov/  will  sinners  stand  and  tremble^ 
Wiien  justice  calls  them  to  the  bar  ; 

Those  that  reject  his  offer'd  mercy, 
Their  everlasting  doom  to  hear, 

15  See  justice  now  v.'ith  indignation^ 
Calling  aloud  for  sinner's  blood  ; 

Those  that  have  slighted  offer'd  mercyj 
And  crucifi'd  the  son  of  God. 

16  Depart  from  me  ye  cursed  sinner, 
My  face  you  never  more  shall  see  : 

Be  banish'd  from  my  peaceful  presenc  Cj 
To  endless  woe  and  misery. 

17  Each  guilty  soul  then  struck  with  hoiTo? 
And  anguish  throbbing  in  their  breast, 

Forever  doom'd  to  endless  sorrow, 
And  never  more  to  hope  for  rest. 

18  Come  sinners  here's  a  faithful  warning^: 
Return  to  Jesus  while  you  may  ; 

For  he  is  ready  to  forgive  you, 
Or  else  you  must  depart  away. 

HYMN  21.  C.     M. 

The  true  Penitent, 

HARK  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  fofjod; 
My  soul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  love;  that's  from  above; 


3u 
Ot  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  Hod's  Ministers  like  flames  of  fire 
Are  pussinp:  through*the  land, 

The  \oice  is  hear  "  repent  and  fear 
"  Ring  Jesus  is  at  hand." 

3  God's  chariots  they  no  longer  stay, 
They're  mourited  on  the  truth  ; 

The  saints  in  pray'r  cry  Lord  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 

4  Young  converts  sing  and  praise  their  king, 
And  bless  God's  hgiy  name  ; 

W!  ile  older  Siiititij,  true  pei.itents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme, 

5  God  grant  a  sho\v*r  of  his  great  pow'r 
On  every  aching  heart, 

Who  since  1  el y  to  God  do  cry, 
That  ihey  may  have  a  part. 

6  Come  lovely  youth  embrace  the  truth, 
Agree  wi^i  ooe  uccord, 

And  use  yotir  tongues  while  j'ou  are  youngj 
In  praisnig  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  22.    L.  M. 

A  Hymn  for  a  young  Convert, 

WHEN  converts  first  begin  to  sing, 
Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wingj 
Their  tiicme  is  all   redeeming  love, 
Fail]  would  they  be  with  Chiist  above. 


2  Whh  admirauon  they  behold 
The  love  of  Chiist  that  cau'i  l^c  told, 
.They   \i<nv  themselves  upon  ihe  shore; 
And  ihink  the  batUe  ^M  ih  e'^^r. 


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3  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain, 
And  think  their  enemies  are  slain, 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  singj  . 
And  make  the  heav'nly  arches  ring — 
Ring  with  melodious  joyful  sound, 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel, 

They  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain, 
For  they  arc  bound  in  satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning  that  did  shine  so  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  shades  of  night : 

Their  hearts  that  did  with  music  sing 
Are  now  untun'd  in  every  string. 

7  O  !  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  9y  away 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field, 
Come  gird  on  harnes»s,  sword  and  shield. 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  king, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

9  When  satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines-^- 
For  Christ  our  Lord  has  swept  the  ield, 
And  we're  deterrain'd  not  to  yield. 

HYMN  23.    L.     M. 

7he  Union, 

FROM  whence  doth  this  Union  arise  ? 
That  hatred  is  touquer'ci  by  lovC; 


3^ 

It  faBfens  our  souls  In  such  tie?, 
That  nature  and  dine  cun'i  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  foui  d, 
Nnr  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost  ; 

It    grows   on   Imnjanuel's  grourAl, 
And  Jebub'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ; 

Where  Jesus  is  gone  we    shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above- 

4  O  I  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part, 
Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again, 

Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
A  distance  we  cannoi  remain. 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  dafj 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

Leaving  these  vile  bodies  of  clay, 
United  with  Jesus  in  love. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 

Singing  hallelujah,  amen  : 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  24. 

Christ's   Sufferings* 

THRO'OUT  our  Saviour's  life  we  trace 
Nothing  but  shame  and  deep  disgrace  \, 
No  per'od  else  was  seen  ; 
Till  he  a  spotless  victim  fell, 
Tasting  in  soul  a  painful  hell, 
Caus'd  by  the  creature's  sin. 

2  On  the  cold  ground  methinks  I  see 

My  Jesus  knc^l  and  pmy  for  me  \  ^ 


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For  this  Til  him  adore  : 
Sciz'd  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood  drops  did  force  their  passage  out, 

Thro*  every  opening  pore. 

5  A  crown  of  thorns  his  temples  bore. 
His  back  with  lashes  all  was  tore, 

Till  one  the  bones  mij^ht  see  ! 
Mocking  ihey  push'd  him  here  and  there^ 
Marking  his  way  with  blood  and  tears^ 

Pressed  by  sin's  heavy  tree. 

A  Thus  up  the  hill  he  painful  came, 

Hound  him  they  mock'd  and  made  theic  game 

At  length  his  cross  ihey  rear — 
And  can  you  see  the  mighty  God 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

5  Thu5  veiled  in  humanity, 

He  dies  with  anguish  on  the  tree  I 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  teii  ? 
The  shudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  declinsj 
The  morning  sun  refus'd  to  shine 

When  the  redeemer  fell. 

i  Shou»  brethren,  shout  with  songs  divine, 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine 

To  quench  our  parching  thirst  : 
Seraphs  advancQ.  your  voices  high'r, 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  unite  the  choir, 

To  praise  your  precious  Christ. 

HYMN  25.     C.  M. 

A,  Son^s  FareivelL 

HEAR  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
An  organ  I  shall  be, 
For  to  sound  forth  redeeming  love, 


o4: 

a'\nd  sinner's  misery. 

2  Honor'd  p»r{?i>ts  fare  you  well, 
My  Jesus  doth  me  call, 

I  leave  you  hear  with  God  until 
I  meet  you  once  for  all. 

3  My  due  affections  I'll  forsake^ 
My  parents  and  their  house, 

And  to  the  wilderness  betake, 
To  pay  the  Lord  my  vows. 

4  Then  I'll  forsake  my  chiefest  mate3>  ^ 
That  nature  could  afford, 

And  wear  the  shield  into  the  field, 
To  wait  upon  the  Lord. 

5  Then  through  the  wilderness  V\\  run, 
Preaching  the  gospel  free  : 

O  be  not  anxious  for  your  son. 
The  Lord  will  comfort  mCr 

6  Ar,d  if  thro'  preaching  I  shall  gain 
True  subjects  to  my   Lord, 

^Tvvill  more  tha       ^compense  my  pain, 
To  see  them        e  the  Lord. 

7  My  soul  doth  wish  mount  Z'lon  well, 
Whate'er  becomes  of  me  ; 

"Xhere  my  best  friends  and  kindred  dwell. 
And  there  I  long  to  be. 

HYMN  26. 

Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Ch r i s "5. 

COME  ye  sinjiers  poor  and  wfeiched. 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jcius  ready  stands  to  sa\e  you, 
Full  of  pity  jcin'd  v.'ith  pow'r  j 


'Jie  is  ablCj  he  is  able,  he  is  able. 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Ho  !  ye  needy,  come  and  \Yelcomc, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify, 

True  belict  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh  ; 
"Without  money,  without  money,  Avithout  money 

Come  10  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 

All  the  fitness  be  requires, 

Is  to  feel  your  uecd  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you,  this  he  gives  you,  Uiis  he  gives  you; 

'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beams. 

4  Come  yc  weary  heavy  laden,    • 
Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall  ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all  ; 
Not  the  righteous,  not  the  righteous,  not  the  righteous. 

Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  grov'ling  in  the  garden, 
Lo  your  maker  prostrate  lies  I 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him, 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
It  is  finished,  it  is  finish'd,  it  is  finished. 

Sinners  will  not  this  suffice  I 

6  Lo  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 
Pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood  ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude, 
.None  but  Jesus,  none  but  Jesus,  none  but  Jesus, 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join*d  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 


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While  the  blissful  seats  of  hcaV'n 

bwectly  echo  with  his  name, 
.Hallelujah,    hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Sinners  here  may  siug  the  same. 

KYMN  27.     C.  M. 

At  the  meeting  of  Friends. 

WELL  met  dear  friends,  in  Jesus*  name, 
Come  let  us  now  rejoice, 
AVhile  we  our  Saviour's  praise  proclaim, 
With  cheerful  hearts  and  voice. 

2  But  O  !  dear  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 
Send  down  the  heavenly  dove, 

His  graces  to  diffuse  abroad, 
To  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  In  vain,  dear  Saviour,  here  we  meet, 
Except  thy  face  we  see  ; 

Thy  presence  makes  a  heav*n  most  sweet 
Whene'er  we  meet  with  thee. 

4  A  dungeon  shews  a  hcav'nly  dawn, 
When  there  with  thee  we  dwell  ; 

But  when  thy  presence  is  withdrawn, 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then  O  I  dear  Jesus,  condescend 
To  meet  us  with  a  smile  ; 

Thy  spirit's  quick'ning  influ'ncc  send. 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile.— 

6  That  at  the  close,  each  one  may  say^ 
"  W^e've  met  not  here  in  vain  ; 

«  For  we  have  tasted  heaven  to  day, 
Nor  could  we  more  contain." 


HYMN  28.    C.  M. 
At  parting  of  Friends, 

LORD,  when  together  here  we  meet, 
And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace  j 
Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sv/eet, 
We're  loth  to  leave  the  place. 

2  But  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 
That  we  must  part  again  ; 

Yet  let  thy  special  presence  still, 
With  ev'ry  one  remain. 

3  And  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love  j 

Till  we  before  thy  glorious  throne. 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  There  void  of  all  distractiRg  pains, 
Our  spirits  ne'er  shuU  tire  ; 

But  in  seraphic  ehdless  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

5  All  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart, 
Shall  then  forever  fly  ; 

I^or  shall  a  thought  that  we  must  part, 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 

6  And  thus  to  all  eternity, 
Upon  the  heav*nly  shore, 

The  great  mysterious  one  in  three, 
Jehovah  we'll  adore. 

HYMN  29.     C.  M. 


N 


Another. 
OW,  Lord,  though  we  must  part  awhile, 
Upon  the  sacred  road  j 
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;Yet  let  thy  face  iipon  us  smile, 
And  keep  us  close  to  God. 

2  And  if  again  on  earth  we  meet, 
Lord  let  us  meet  with  ihee  ; 

And  let  thy  gracious  presence  sweet, 
From  bondage  set  us  free. 

3  This,  only  this,  we  humbly  crave, 
While  earth  is  our  abode  : 

That  we  with  Christ  and  saints  may  have 
Communion  on  the  road. 

4  For  since  our  fellowship  below, 
AfFord  such  joys  and  love, 

,We  long  its  full  extent  lo  know 
When  we  shall  meet  above. 

5  And  I^ord,  let  this  excite  us  on. 
To  keep  the  narrow  way  : 

,'Till  we  shall  meet  around  thy  throne, 
To  spend  an  endless  day. 

6  Celestial  dove,  our  souls  inspire, 
Maintain  this  flame  of  love  ; 

'Till  we  shall  meet  that  glorious  choir, 
Of  worshippers  above. 

HYMN  30.   L.  M. 

Advice  to  youths  from  EccL  xii, 

NOW  is  the  time,  O  lovely  youth, 
To  think  on  your  creator  God  ; 
Attend  the  words  of  sacred  truth, 
While  in  the  day  of  youthful  blood. 

2  This  is  the  only  way  to  find 
The  paths  of  peace  and  endless  joy— ' 


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The  way  to  store  your  youthful  mind 
With  pleasure  that  will  never  cloy, 

3  But  if  you  foolishly  delay, 

And  hearken  to  the  tennpter's  breath, 
To  walk  in  the  destructive  way, 

'Till  age  comes  on,  or  sudden  death— «' 

4  O  think  what  dreadful  risk  you  run—  ' 
To  hazard  your  immortal  soul, 

To  be  eternally  undone, 

And  plung'd  where  endless  sorrows  rollir 

5  Behold  the  wretch  advanc'd  in  years, 
And  with  his  years  grown  old  in  sin  ; 

No  more  repentance  now  appears. 
Than  when  his  life  did  first  begin. 

6  Lo  still  upon  the  horrid  brink 
Of  everlasting  wrath  he  goes  ; 

Anon  with  horror  down  to  sink. 
Into  the  gulph  of  endless  woes. 

7  Young  sinners  then  a  warning  take, 
Now  in  your  precious  days  of  youth  3 

All  flatl'ring  vanities  forsake, 

And  take  th'  advice  of  sacred  truth. 

HYMN  31.    L.  M, 

A  Hymn  on  the  preciousness  of  Christ. 

THE  nsme  of  Christ  how  sweet  it  sounds, 
Hov/  sweet  the  mL^ntion  of  his  wounds, 
How  good,  how  excellently  good 
Is  the  dear  name  of  Jesus'  l^Iood. 

2  What  makes  it  so  to  me,  is  this, 
All  that's  in  Christ  my  portion  is  j 


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Tm  his  and  shall  forever  be, 
And  all  he  has  is  made  to  me. 

3  O  !  what  a  great  estate  have  I, 
A  heaven  to  all  eternity  ; 

I'm  rich,  the  Lamb  hath  made  me  so, 
Nor  can  1  greater  riches  know. 

4  O  law  I  dread  thy  threats  no  more, 
My  Saviour  yonder  paid  the  score  ; 
His  blood,  I  know  has  blotted  all, 
The  hand  against  me  on  the  wall. 

5  The  promises  I  glad  look  o'er, 
And  thankfully  the  Lamb  adore  ; 
For  when  he  di'd  he  left  his  will. 
And  these  his  legacies  reveal'd. 

6  What  did  my  Saviour  at  his  death, 
To  me,  unworthy  me  bequeath  ; 

His  life,  his  death   Ids  wounds  and  blood. 
He  left  ms  when  he  went  to  God. 

7  His  new  eternal  testament 

I  read,  and  mtich  s\veet  time  is  spent, 
In  searching  ev'ry  veise  and  liije  ; 
How  much  my  Jebus'  will  is  mine  ? 

8  *?4y  dear  testator  vi!!  I  bless, 
While  wealing  uis  pure  lighttousness  : 
He  di'd  and  left  n>e  this  riF tell, 

Or  I  had  naked  gone  lo  hell. 

9  Kis  sacred  name  I'll  still  adore, 
And  praise  my  Jesus  mere  and  more  ; 
r»ly  heart,  my  tongue  Ins  protise  shitll  prove. 
In  earth  below  and  heav'n  above. 

10  O  !  the  vast  debt  of  lore  I  owe, 
My  soul  in  time  can  ne'er  bestow  : 
Eternity,  it  has  no  bound, 

So  let  my  praise  to  thee  be  found.    - 


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HYMN  3^.     C.    M. 
On  Grace. 

HEAVENLY  thoughts  create  my  song;, 
And  set  my  heart  on  fir«, 
And  glides  my  plcasisg  thoughts  along, 
To  join  the  heav'nly  choir. 

2  While  trav'ling  through  this  desert  land?  - 
My  weary  soul  shall  rest ; 

Guided  by  Jesus'  gentle  hand. 
To  lean  upon  his  breast. 

3  Here  I  will  ease  my  burden'd  mindj 
And  tell  him  all  my  grief  ; 

From  Jesus'  blood  my  soul  shall  findg 
The  streams  of  sweet  relief. 

4  I'll  lay  me  down  within  his  arms? 
And  view  his  lovely  face  ; 

As  one  o'ercome  by  sov'reign  charms^  , 
And  lost  in  his  embrace. 

5  Here  I'll  behold  with  joy  divine, 
The  springs  of  rising  bliss, 

And  joy  to  see  that  Christ  is  mmcj 
And  view  that  I  am  his. 

6  The  views  of  my  dear  bleeding  kingj  . 
Strike  an  immortal  flame  : 

Raptur'd  with  joy  my  soul  shall  sing 
The  praise  of  Jesus'  name— 

7  Shall  sing  like  the  redeemed  throng, 
Of  my  incarnate  God  ; 

His  love  shall  be  my  ceaseless  song, 
Who  wash'd   me  in  his  blood. 
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8  Hit^h  on  the  throne  my  Saviour  reigns  j 

Angela  adore  my  king  ; 
In  lolly,  sweet,  seraphic  strains, 

My  Saviour's  praise  they  sing. 

S  There  I'll  adore  my  dying  God, 

And  bow  before  his  face  ; 
I'll  sin^  of  Jesus'  wounds  and  blood, 

And  praise  victorious  grace. 

IC  Amidst  th'  eternal  sacred  true — 

Among  the  starry  plains, 
My  soul  shall  sing  as  angels  do, 

In  sweet  celestial  strains. 

1 1  The  heav'nly  flame  shall  still  aspire, 

Before  my  Saviour's  throne  ; 
His  love  shall  feed  the  sacred  fire, 

To  praise  the  holy  one. 


HYMN   33. 

A  soul's  view :  Or  partaking  of  the  LordPs 
Supper, 

THE  table  spread,  my  soul  there  'spies 
The  victim  bleeds,  the  Savior  dies^ 
In  anguish  on  the  tiee  ! 

1  hear  his  dying  groans  !  I  prove,  ' 
His  bleeding  heart,  his  dying  loye  I 

He  di'd  my  soul  for  thee. 

2  The  table's  spread — the  royal  food 
Is  Jesus:'  sacred  flesh  and  blood, 

A  feast  of  love  divine  ; 
His  bleeding  heart  I  his  dying  groans  \ 
His  sacred  blood  for  sin  atones— 

Atones,  my  soul  for  thine. 


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r>  The  feast  is  spread  '.\ilh  bleeding  li?.ndsj 
li  dew'd  with  blood,  and  lo,  it  stands 
^  To  till  the  hungry  mind  ; 
*Tis  tree  and  whosoever  will 
Way  te  .St  his  soul,  and  drink  his  fill 
And  grace  and  glory  find. 

4  Whilst  at  the  table  sils  the  Kintj, 
Raplur'd  with  joy,  my  soul  shalf^ing, 

With  an  immortal  fl.ime  ; 
My  Saviour's  gr.,ce  I'll  s;iil  adore, 
With  joy  I'll  love  him  more  and  more. 

And  bless  his  sacred  name. 

5  O  !  sacred  flesh,  O  solemn  feast  ! 
When  Christ  my  Lord,  the  royal  guest, 

Is  at  bis  table  found  ; 
This  adds  new  glories  to  my  joy — • 
It  bids  me  sing  and  well  I  may, 

It  makes  my  bliss- abound. 

6  *Tis  thus  my  soul  by  faith  is  fed, 
On  angel's  food  with  livmg  bread, 

And  manna  from  above- 
On  sacred  flesh,  on  dying  blood  I 
I  feust  till  I   am  full  of  God, 

And  drink  the  wine  of  love. 

7  It  is  an  early  antipast, 

Of  heav'nly  bliss  it  is  a  tasfe, 

A  taste  on^earthly  ground. 
If  here  so  sweet — if  here  we  prove 
Seraphic  joy — celestial  love, 

In  heaven  what  will  be  found  ? 


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HYiMN  34.     C.  M. 

Divine  Fortitude, 
IDST  thou  dear  Jesus  suffer  shamCj 
And  bear  the  cross  for  nie  ? 


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Anil  &baU  I  foar  to  own  thy  namcr 
Or  thy  (lisciple  be  ? 

2  Forbid  it  Lord  that  I  shoukl  dread, 
To  suiTer  shumu  or  loss  ;    ' 

Bin  in  thy  footsteps  let  me  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  cross.    - 

3  Inspire  my  soul  '.vith  life  divine, 
And  holy  courage  bold  ; 

Let  knou'ledi^e,  fdith  and  meekness  shine? 
Nor  love,  nor  zec\l  grow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  soul,  why  dost  thou  fear 
The  face  of  feeble  man  ? 

Behold  thy  hcav'iily  captain's  here, 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5  O  how  my  soul  would  up  and  run> 
A.t  this  reviving  word  ; 

Kor  any  painful  suff'rings  shun, 
To  follow  thee  my  Lord. 

6  For  this  let  men  reproach,  defame, 
And  call  me  what  they  will  j 

Lo  I  may  glorify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  servant  still. 

7  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
And  aU  my  pow'rs  resign  ; 

Let  wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I'll  no  more  repine. 

HYMN  35.    C.  M. 

T/ie  rich  provision  of  the  Gospel, 


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ESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  fe\y; 
JSor  is  thy  gospel  weak  j 


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Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  satan's  rage, 

Dues  thy  salvation  flow  ; 
It's  not  confin'd  to  sex  or  age, 

The  lofiy  or  the  low. 

S  While  grace  is  offer'd  to  the  prince, 
The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 

No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come  all  ye  wretched  sinners  comev 
He'll  toim  your  souls  anew  ; 

His  gospel  and  his  heart  has  room 
For  rebels,  such  as  you. 

5  His  doctrine  is  Almighty  love, 
There's  virtue  in  his  name, 

To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 


6  O  could  we  rc.ise  a  song  of  praise, 

H  lit'equ.d  to  his  love  ; 
The  heav'ns  wculd  ring,  while  we  should  sing, 

Through  uil  the  courts  .'.bcve. 


HYMN  36. 
^he  Filyrini's  sofio\ 

o  o 

CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
As  you  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Savioui's   worthy  praise,  . 
Glorious  m  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  trav'iing  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  your  iaihers  trod; 


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They  a^e  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Oh  !  ye  banish'd  seed  be  glad, 
Christ  our  ttdvocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Sliout  ye  little  flocks  and  bless, 
You  on  Jesus'  arms  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepar'd, 
There's  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  O  1  ye  brethren,  joyful  stand, 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ  your  Father's  Son, 
13ids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 

6  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ;  . 
Only  thou  our  leader  be,  • 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


HYMN  27, 
Celestial  Watering. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation. 
Grant  us  Lord  a  gracious  ram, 
All  will  come  to  dissolution. 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  higii ; 

Lest  for  w'ant  of  thy  assistance, 
Ev'ry  plant  will  droop  and  die. 

3  Surely  once  the  garden  ffourish'd, 
Ev'ry   pan  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 


Thrrp  'hAword  our  spirits  nourished, 
ri»ppy  sf  usoiis  v*e  have  seen. 

4  But  a  drought  has  smce  snccecdeti. 
And  a   sad   decline   we    see  ; 

Lord  thy  iielp  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 
Fit'd  with  zeal,  and  love  and  truth  ; 

Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth. 

6  Some  in  whom  our  souls  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ;    ' 

Some  alas  I  we  fear  cTre  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

7  Younger  plants  to  sight  how  pleasant, 
Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms  stood ; 

But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 
Frost  has  nip'd  them  in  the  bud. 

9  Dear  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 

O  !  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 

9  Let  our  mut'al  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayer  ; 

Let  each  one  esteem  thy  servant, 

And  shun  the  world's  bewitchmg  snare. 

10  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  hearts  to  flesh  : 

And  now  begm  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


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HYMN  38.    L.  M. 

JVpnders  of  Redeeming  Lcsc, 

ONOW  begin  the  heav'nly  tliemCv 
Come  sing  aloud  in  Jesus*  name, 
Come  you  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Come  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Come  you,  alas  1  whoe'er  have  becHj  ' 
The  willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin  ; 

Come  nowfrom  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop,  stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

3  Come  mourning  souls  dry  up  your  tearsj 
And  banish  ali  your  guilty  fears  ; 

And  see  the  guilt  secure  remov'd, 
•'Tis  cancel'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Come  \velcome  all  by  sin  oppre&t, 
Come  welcome  to  this  sacred  rest ; 
There's  nothing  brought  him  from  aboTe, 
Nothing  but  true  redeeming  love. 

5  *Tis  he  subdues  th'  infernal  pow'ra, 
And  his  tremendous  foes  are  ours  j 
Our  foes'are  from  his  empire  drove, 
He's  mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

6  Come  hither  and  your  music  bring,  \ 
Corae  strike  aloud  your  joyful  string  ; 

Come  mortals  join  the  praise  above  1 
He's  mighty  m  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  39.  C.     M. 

Jn  ipjoitation  to  s'm-slck  souls  to  come  to  Jesus 
for  relief 

COME  sinners,  now  approach  your  God, 
With  new  melod'ous  songs  j 


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'Behold  the  treasures  of  his  blood 
Have  cleans'd  a  num*rous  throng, 

2  See  Jesus  stand  vrith  open  arms, 
Inviting  you  to  come  ; 

Hear  how  his  mercy  sweetly  charms, 
And  tells  you  there  is  room. 

3  But  hark  I  mcthinks  I  hear  you  say) 
**  Tm  an  unworthy  soul— 

"  I've  sinn*d  my  day  of  grace  away, 
"  I  hear  his  thunders  roll. 

4.  "  My  sins  are  of  a  crimson  dye, 

*«  And  I'm  a  captive  led  ; 
"  Can  such  a  sinful  soul  as  1} 

"  Be  from  this  bondage  free'd  ? 

5  "  Now  I  deserve  the  lowest  hell, 
**  Who  spurn'd  his  offer'd  grace  i 

"  And  tempting  others  to  rebel, 
"  Provok'd  him  to  his  face." 

6  Stop,  trembling  soul,  and  hearfne  tcl!. 
The  wonders  of  his  love  : 

He  snatch'd  me  from  the  brink  of  hellj 
And  rais'd  my  soul  above. 

7  Hark  I  hear  the  blessed  Jesus  say, 
«  Poor  soul  you  need  not  doubt  ; 

**  The  soul  that  will  come  unto  me, 
"  I'll  in  no  wise  cast  out." 

8  If  ever  any  trembling  soul, 

That  unto  Jesus  come,  ^ 

Had  e'er  been  banish'd  or  cast  off, 
I  must  have  been  the  one. 

9  But  God  has  mercy  vet  in  store, 
I  '  E 


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For  all  that  will  bdieve  ; 
You  need  not  fear  because  you're  poor. 
That  he  \\ill  you  deceive. 

10  Come  now  and  take  him  at  his  word, 

He  will  not  angry  be  ; 
Put  your  whole  trust  in  Christ  the  Lord, 

And  he  will  set  you  free. 

HYJNIN  40.    L.  M. 
Buy  the  truths  and  sell  it  not. 

THE  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell, 
'Twill  do  to  buy  but  not  to  sell ; 
A  large  estate  that  soul  has  got, 

Who  buys  the  truth  and  sells  it  not.     , 

52  Truth  like  a  diamond,  shines  most  fair, 
More  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are  ; 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin  ; 
O  !  may  it  always  m  us  shine. 

S  *Tis  truth  that  binds,  and  truth  makes  free, 
And  sets  the  soul  at  liberty, 
From  sin  and  satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  heart  doth  reign. 

4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed,  ' 
That  doth  all  freedom  else  exceed  : 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe, 
And  never  more  shall  bondage  know. 

5  O  !  happy  they  who  in  their  youth. 
Are  brought  to  know  and  love  the  truth  ; 
For  none  but  they  whom  truth  makes  frjejC; 
E'er  can  enjoy  true  liberty. 

6  Truth  hke  a  girdle  let  us  wear, 


And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair  j 
And  never  let  it  once  be  told, 
Tlie  truth  by  us  was  ever  sold. 

HYMN  41.    cm; 

The  Happy  Man, 

HAPPY  the  man  whose  will  is  bow'cfy 
And  spirit  duly  aw'd  ; 
Who  is  resign'd  in  heart  and  mindj 
Unto  the  will  of  God. 

2  Happy  the  man  that  humble  is^ 
And  doth  not  one  disdain, 

That  ne'er  envies,  nor  doth  dispise, 
None  of  his  fellow  men. 

3  Happy  the  man  that  wears  Christ's  yoke? 
And  has  a  lowly  mind  ; 

Who  is  not  easily  provok'd, 
Great  peace  he  then  shall  find. 

4  Happy  the  man  that  is  not  mov'd 
With  all  the  ups  and  downs 

Of  this  vain  world,  but  lives  above 
Its  flatteries  and  frowns. 

.5  Happy  the  man  that's  wing'd  with  faith, 

Whose  heart  is  fir'd  v/ith  love  ; 
Who  ran  and  fled  to  take  the  prize, 

That  is  laid  up  above. 

HYMN  42.    L.  M. 
The  name  of  Christy  most  sweej, 

'HAT  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet, 
Where  grace  and  truth  doth  always  meet 


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Where  right'ousncss  doth  peace  embrace, 
And  opens  wide  a  store  of  grace. 

2  A  meeting  place  it  is  indeed, 
Where   mercy  meets  the  sinner's  need, 
And  opens  ^ride  a  gracious  store, 
Sufficient  to  relieve  the  poor. 

3  Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  heav'nly  call  ? 
It  soundelh  loud,  it  is  to  all  ; 

To  high  and  low,  to  bond  and  free, 
That  none  may  say,  "  'tis  not  for  me, 

4  "  Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts  (he  cries) 

"  Here's  wine  and  milk,  in  large  supplies  : 
*•  Come  now  to  me  and  drink  your  fill, 
"  'Tis  free  for  whosoever  will. 

5  "  Come  now  receive,  I  ask  no  payi 
*'  But  freely  give  it  all  away, 

"  To  all  that  do  my  word  believe, 
"  And  freely  now  my  grace  receive." 


HYMN  43. 

Christ  the  all-sufficient  Savioun 

I  AM  that  I  am, 
Saith  Christ  the  dear  Lamb, 
"What  think  ye,  O  sinners, 
Of  this  wond'rous  name  ? 

2  If  now  you  enquire 

With  earnest  desire, 
And  say  ()  to  know  him 

Our  hearts  are  on  fire—^ 

-  My  master  replies, 


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I  am  will  suffice 
Thy  wanls,  O  poor  sinner, 
Who  unto  him  flies. 

4  I  am  to  the  blind 

The  light  of  their  mind  ; 
And  feet  to  the  cripple, 

And  strength  they  shall  find. 

5  If  sin  is  thy  grief 
I  am  thy  relief  ; 

A  Saviour  I  am,  to 
Poor  sinners  the  chief. 

6  O  sinners  give  ear, 
What  fulness  is  here  ? 

O  1  who  would  not  come  t© 
A  Saviour  so  dear. 

7  He  saw,  from  his  throne^ 
Poor  sinners  undone  ; 

And  their  lives  to  ransom 
He  gave  up  his  own, 

8  He  c^mefrom  above 
The  cause  to  remove  : 

And  yet  shall  we  slight  sucli . 
Unspeakable  love  ? 

9  If  we  like  the  Jews, 
His  kindness  refuse, 

^'Tis  plain  that  destruction 
We  wilfully  chuse. 

1 C  But  O  !  ye  oppressed. 
Whom  sin  hath  distress'dj 

Come,  come  unto  Jesus 
And  you  shall  have  rest. 

U  Methinks  one  doth  cry, 
E  2 


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«  Such  sinner  am  T, 
«  I  dare  not,  I  dare  r.ot, 
"  To  Jesus  druw  uigh  "     " 

12  Christ  answers  again, 

«  Thy  doublini;  refrain  ; 

"  Come,  come  uiuo  me,  and 

I'll  purge  ev'ry  stain." 

13  «  Whate*eris  thy  case, 

"  Come  now  and  embrace 
**  ]My  purchas'd  salvation, 
"  And  thou  shall  have  peace." 

HYMN  44. 
T/ie  JFanderhig  Pilgrim, 

WAND'RING  Pilgrims,  Mourning,  Christiana 
Weak  and  tempted  Lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  aiuch  distressed  ^ 
Christ  has  sent  me  to  inviic  you 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast  ; 
Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 
Come  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  case  ; 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  repenting, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  grace  ; 
If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  your  days, 
Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 

lie  will  guide  your  feet  always. 

5  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 

Doubtjng  Jesus*  pard'ning  love, 
Lay  hard  by  liclhesda  wailing. 


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Till  the  troubled  waters  move  ; 
If  DO  man  appears  to  help  you, 

All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk  -, 
Jesus,  Jesus  he  will  cleanse  you, 

Rise  take  up  your  bed  and  walk. 

4  If  like  Peter  you  arc  sinking, 
In  the  sea  of  unbelief  ; 

Wait  with  patience,  always  praying, 
Christ  will  send  you  sweet  relief: 

He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 
All  your  wants  shall  be  supply'd, 

Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  you, 
Rise  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

5  Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 
Christ  shall  guard  you  through  the  glooirj 

Down  he'll  send  a  heav^ily  comfort, 

To  convey  you  to  his  home  ; 
There  you'll  spend  your  days  in  pleasure) 

Free  from  ev'ry  want  and  care  ; 
Come,  O  come,  my  blessed  Saviour, 

Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 

HYMN  45.    C.  M. 

The  slow  Traiielkr. 

OH  1   happy  souls,  how  fast  you  gOj 
And  leave  me  here  benind  j 
Don't  stop  for  me,  for  now  I  see, 
The  Lord  is  just  and  kind. 

2  Go  on,  go  on,  my  soul  says  go, 
And  I'll  come  after  you  ; 

Though  I'm  behind  yet  I  can  finely 
ril  sing  hosanna  too. 

3  God  give  you  strength  that  you  may  run, 


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And  keep  yonr  foot' steps  right ; 
Though  fast  you  go,  and  I  so  slow, 
You  are  not  out  of  sight. 

4  When  you  get  to  those  worlds  above. 
And  all  their  glories  sec  ; 

When  you  get  home  your  work  is  done,  - 
Then  look  you  out  for  me. 

5  For  I  will  come  fast  as  I  can, 
Along  the  way  I'll  steer  ; 

Lord  give  me  strength  I  shall  at  lengthy 
Be  one  amongst  you  there. 

6  There  altogether  we  shall  be, 
Together  we  shall  sing  ; 

Together  we  shall  praise  our  God, 
And  everlasting  king. 

HYMN  46.    C.  M. 

J71  Invitation  to  Sinners. 

COME  to  the  glorious  gospel  feast, 
Ho  ev'ry  one  that  will ! 
O  come  ye  starving  souls  and  taste 
Those  joys  that  none  can  tell. 

2  Arise  ye  mortals  that  are  sad 
And  bord'ring  on  despair, 

Lo  there  is  balm  in  Gilead, 
And  a  physician  there. 

3  Look  to  the  Saviour's  bleeding  side, 
Behold  ihe  purple  gore  ; 

It  was  for  wounded  souls  he  di'd, 
The  sin-sick  to  restore. 

4  Behold  him  on  the  cursed  trcc; 


^7 

With  arms  extended  wide, 

For  sinners  such  as  you  and  mCj 

The  bleeding  Saviour  di'd. 

5  *Tis  finish 'd  said  his  dying  breathy 
And  conquer'd  death  and  liell, 

That  rebels  doom'd  to  endless  death, 
Might  in  his  bosom  dwell. 

6  Come  then  receive  his  grace  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  love  ! 

Till  we  arise  vviih  him  to  dwell, 
In  the  bright  worlds  above. 

7  No  sin  nor  foe  shall  there  annoy,  > 
Or  wound  our  peaceful  breast  ; 

But  boundless  love,  unmingled  joy. 
And  everlasting  rest» 

HYMN  47.    C.  M. 

Fareivell  to  all  but  Christ. 

FAREWELL  vain  world,  1  bid  adieU;. 
Your  glories  I  despise  ; 
Your  friendship  I  no  more  pursue, 
Your  flatteries  are  but  lies. 

2  Yon  promise  happiness  in  vain. 
Nor  can  you  satisfy  ; 

Your  highest  pleasures  turn  to  pain, 
And  ail  your  treasure  die. 

3  Had  I  the  Indies  East  and  West, 
And  riches  of  the  sea  ; 

Without  my  God  i  could  not  rest, 
Eor  he  is  all  to  me. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  rise  farabovc3^, 
By  faith  Til  take  my  wing, 


To  the  eternal  realms  of  love, 
Where  saints  and  angels  shig. 

5  There's  love  and  joy  that  will  not  waste  j 
There's  treasures  that  endure  ; 

There's  pleasure  that  will  always  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

HYMN  48.    C.  M. 

J  C rum  for  Pilgrims, 

GO  on  ye  pilgrims  while  below, 
In  the  sure  paths  of  peace, 
D.*,termin'd  nothing  else  to  know, 
But  Jesus  and  his  grace, 

2  Observe  your  leader,  follow  him  ; 
He  through  this  world  has  been 

Often  revil'd,  but  hke  a  lamb 
Did  ne'er  revile  again. 

3  O  take  the  pattern  he  has  giv*n, 
And  love  your  enemies  ; 

And  learn  the  only  way  to  heav'n. 
Through  self  denial  lies. 

4"  Remember  you  must  watch  and  pray, 

Wliile  jour'ning  onthe  road  ; 
Lest  you  should  fall  out  by  the  way, 

And  wound  the  cause  of  God. 

5  Contend  for  nothing  but  the  fruit, 
That  feeds  th'immortal  mind  ; 

For  fruitless  leaves  no  more  disputej 
But  leave  them  to  the  wind. 

6  Go  on  rejoicing  night  and  day,- 
Your  crown  is  vet  before  ; 


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Defy  the  trials  of  ypiu*  way, 
Tiie  storm  will  soon  be  o'er. 

HYMN  49.    C.  M. 

Longing  for  Christ* 

O  COULD  I  find  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God  ; 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away. 
And  live  upon  thy  word. 

2  Lord  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  givcj 

Nor  never  take  away. 

2>  O  Jesus  come  and  rule  rny  heart. 

And  I'll  be  wholly  thine  ; 
j^nd  never,  never  more  depart. 

For  thou  art  wholly  mine. 

4  Thuslill  my  last  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 

And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death. 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more, 

5  Through  boundless  grace  I  tlien  shall  spend 
An  everlasting  day, 

In  the  embraces  of  my  fiiendj 
Who  took  my  guilt  away. 

6  That  worthy  name  shall  have  the  praise. 
To  whom  all  praise  is  due  ; 

.While  angels  and  archangels  gaze, 
On  scenes  forever  pew. 


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HYMN  50.    CM. 

7he  backslider  returning^ 

OWHAT  a  cruel  wretch  am  I, 
To  leave  my  Jesus  so  1 
And  now  without  his  smiles  I  lie, 
And  know  not  where  to  go. 

2  Once  I  enjoyed  his  smiling  face  ; 

But  did  not  think  so  soon, 
I  should  go  mourning  in  distress, 

And  all  my  comforts  gone. 

o  Not  all  the  glories  of  this  earth, 

Can  do  me  any  good  : 
My  soul  abhors  all  carnal  mirth; 

And  groans  to  find  my  God. 

4  O  should  I  see  his  face  again, 
I'd   tell  him  all  my  woe. 

Confess  how  glilty  I  have  been 
To  leave  my  Jesus  so. 

5  Then  I  will  clasp  him  in  my  arms, 
And  he  shall  have  my  heart  ; 

And  earth,  vviih  all  her  tr^achVous  charms, 
Forever  shall  depart. 

HYMN  51. 

The  Complamer  Reformed^ 

I  SET  my  self  against  the  Lord, 
Despis'd  his  spirit  and  his  wor^, 
And  wish*d  to  take  his  place  ; 
It  vex'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die, 
And  perish  loo  eternsilly, 


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Or  else  be  sav'd  by  grace. 

2  Of  ev'ry  preacher  I'd  complain, 

One  spoke  through  pride,  and  one  for  gain. 

Another's  learning  small  ; 
This  spoke  too  fast  and  that  too  slow, 
One  pray'd  too  loud,  and  one  too  low, 

The  others  had  no  call. 

S  With  no  professors  could  T  join, 

Some  dress'd  too  mean,  and  some  too  finCj 

And  some  did  talk  too  long  ; 
Some  had  a  tone,  some  had  no  gift. 
Some  talk'd  so  weak  and  some  so  swift, 

That  all  of  them  were  wrong. 

4  I  thought  they'd  better  keep  at  home. 
Than  to  exhort  where'er  they  come, 

And  tell  us  ot  their  joys  ; 
They'd  better  keep  their  gardens  free 
From  weeds,  than  to  examine  me, 

And  vex  me  with  theii  noise^ 

5  Kindred  and  neighbors  all  were  bad> 
And  no  true  friends  for  to  be  had— 

My  rulers  too  were  vile  : 
At  length  I  was  brought  for  to  see. 
The  fault  did  mostly  lie  fn  me, 
1,   And  had  done  all  the  while, 

6  The  horrid  loads  of  guilt  and  shame, 
(Being  conscious  too  I  was  too  blame,) 

Did  wound  my  frighted  soul, 
I've  sinn'd  so  much  against  my  God, 
I'm  crush'd  so  low  beneath  his  rod, 

How  can  I  be  made  whole. 

7  But  there  is  balm  in  Gilead, 
And  a  physician  to  be  had, 

A  balsam  too  most  free  ; 
F 


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Only  believe  on  God's  dear  Son, 
Through  him  the  victory  is  won, 
Christ  Jesus  di'd  for  me. 

8  For  Christ's  free  love's  a  boundless  sea, 
What  !  to  expire  for  such  as  me  ? 

Yes  'tis  a  truth  divine  ; 
My  heart  did  melt  my  soul  o'er  run 
"With  love,  to  see  what  God  had  done. 

For  souls  as  mean  as  mine. 

9  Now  I  can  hear  a  child  proclaim 
The  joyful  news,  and  praise  the  nam* 

Of  Jesus  Christ  my  king  ; 
I  know  no  sect,  christians  are  one, 
With  my  complaints  I  now  have  done, 

And  God's  free  grace  I  sing. 

10  Glory  to  him  who  gave  his  son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  we  had  done, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 
For  as  we'd  sold  ourselves  for  nought, 
So  without  money  we  are  bought, 

A  blessed  truth  divine. 

1 1^  Come  saints,  rejoice  in  Christ  your  king, 
His  solemn  praises  sweetly  sing, 

And  tell  the  world  his  love  ; 
Sinners  mvite  for  to  receive 
Of  God's  free  grace  and  noi  to  grieve 

The  holy  sacred  dove. 

.12  All  those  who  do  an  interest  gain, 
In  the  blest  Iamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Will  surely  happy  be  ; 
Their  loud  hosannas  they  shall  raise, 
A  monument  of  God's  high  praise, 

Xo  all  eternity. 


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HYMN  52.   C.  M: 

7lie  coronation  of  Christ^ 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall  ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crov.n  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  Godj- 
^Vho  from  the  altar  call, 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all, 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  small, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace^ 
And  crown  him  Lord  Qf  alL 

4  Ye  Geuiile  sinners  ne'er  forget, 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes,  men  and  sirs,  who  know  his  love, 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall, 

>3ow  joy  with  all  the  hosts  above. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  ev'ry  kindred  ev'ry  tongue, 
On  this  teresiiial  ball. 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall, 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  hira  Lord  of  all. 


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HYMN  53. 
7he  Cliristian's  ivarrant, 

THO'  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright, 
Tho*  friends  all  should  fail  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  in  our  head  ; 
His  saints,  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  deny'd 
So  long  as  Ms  wiiiten  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all,  may  like  ships,  by  tempest,  be  tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  shall  not  be  lost ; 
Tho'  satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yei  scripture  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

A  His  call  we'll  obey,  like  Abra'm  of  old, 
"We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  tho'  we  are  strangers,  we  have  ^  sure  guide. 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  proviue. 

5  When  satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we*ll  triumph  by  faith, 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has  try'd) 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain. 
The  good  that  we  seek,  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions,  cur  graces  have  try'd, 
This  answers  all  quesiionsj  the  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we  claim, 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  own  name  ; 

In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

t  Whon  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 


es 

The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through, 
Nor  feariRg,  nor  doubting  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting  the  Lord  will  provide. 

HYMN  54. 

Precious  Promises. — 2  Peter,  iii.  4. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  - 
W^hat  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
You  who  unt©  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

Z  In  ev*ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  healthy 

Jn  poverty's  vale  or  abounding  in  wealth. 

At  hom  e  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 

As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  e'er  be. 

3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
I,  lam  thy  God  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

IMl  strengthen  thee,  help  thee  and  cause  thee  to  staj-iUT 
Upheld  by  my  right'ous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go^ 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow, 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless  i 
And  sanctify-  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  thro'  fi'ry  trials  thy  path- way  shall  lie. 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design, 
Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  peeple  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love, 

And  when  hoiry  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  born. 

t  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose; 
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1  Will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

That  soul,  tho'all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shaW, 

ri!  never — no  never — \K)  never  forsake. 


HYMN  55.    C.  M. 

Pleading  ivii/i  God  under  affliction. 

WHY  should  a  living  man  complain 
Of  deep  distress  within  ; 
Since  ev'ry  sigh  and  ev'ry  paio, 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin. 

2  No  Lord,  I'll  patiently  submit, 
Nor  never  dare  rei*el ; 

Yet  sure  I  may  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise^. 
And  beat  upon  my  soul  ; 

One  trouble  to  another  cries, 
Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope  and  hope  to  fear, 
RIy  shipwreck'd  soul  is  tost, 

Till  I  am  tempted  in  despair, 
To  give  up  all  for  lost. 

5  Yet  thro'  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look. 
Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  ; 

O  fix  my  soul  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  raging  flood. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 
Would  set  my  heart  at  case  ; 

One  all-creatiiv^  word  of  grace, 
Will  make  tUe  tgmpest  cease. 


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HXMN  56. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet: 

HARK,  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds^ 
Thro'  all  the  v/orld  the  echo  bounds, 
And  Jesus  Christ's  redeeming  blood 
Is  bringing  sinners  home  to  God, 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
to  endless  day. 

3  Hail  all  victo'rous  conquVing  Lord^ 
By  all  the  heav'nly  hosts  ador'd. 
Who  undertook  for  fallen  man, 
And  brought  salvation  thro'  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reign 
in  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'rmg  saints,  fight  on. 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  wop, 
Then  palms  of  vict'ry  you  shall  bear 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 

And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear 
in  endless  day. 

4  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  once  was  spilt. 
To  save  our  souls  l*om  sin  and  guilt ;. 
And  sinners  now  may  come  to  God, 
And  find  salvation  through  his  word. 
And  sail  by  faiih  upon  that  flood 

to  endless  day, 

5  Thro*  storms  and  calms  by  faith  we  steer, 
By  feeble  hopes  and  gloomy  fears, 

Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan's  shore, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  are  no  more, 
We  shout  our  trials  there  all  o'er 
to  endle&s  dav. 


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6  Then  wc  shall  in  swc^t  chorus  join 
Will)  sAints  and  angels  all  combine, 
'J'o  sing  of  his  redeeming  iove, ' 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above 
in  endless  day. 


HYMN  57.     C.  M. 

A  ivord  of  comfort  to  the  Lambs  of  Christ, 

BLESS'D  be  my  God  that  I  was  boni) 
To  hear  the  joyful  sound  ; 
That  I  was  born  to  be  baptiz'd, 
Where  gospel  truths  abound. 

2  Blcss'd  be  my  God  for  what  I  see, 
My  God  for  what  I  hear  ; 

I  hear  such  blessed  news  from  heav'n, 
Not  earth  nor  hell  I  fear. 

3  I  hear  my  Lord  ior  me  was  bornj 
My  Lord  for  me  did  die  ; 

My  Lord  for  me  did  rise  again, 
And  did  ascend  on  high. 

4  On  high  he  stands  to  plead  my  cause, 
And  will  return  again, 

And  set  me  on  a  glor'ous  throne 
That  I  may  with  him  reign. 

6  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Glory  to  God  jilone.. 


HYMN  58.   L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus> 

JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ? 
Asham'd  of  thee  whom  angels  praise  ; 
Whose  glories  shine  thio'  endless  daysi 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ?  sooner  far, 
L.et  evening  bkish  to  own  a  star  ; 
H€  shed  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
0*er  this  benighted  soul  oi  mine, 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ?  just  as  soorjj- 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  ''.ill  he 
Bright  morning  star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesns  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  for  heaven  depend  I 
No,  when  I  blush  be  this  my  shame> 
That  I  no  more  adore  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ?  yes  I  may, 
"When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away  ; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  of  hell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  tl^.en,  nor  is  my  boasting  Vv^in, 
Tin  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  now  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  will  I  prize, 

Take  up  the  cross  the  shame  despise— 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yiekl  tucd'eiice  lo  his  laws. 


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HYMN  59. 


Baptism^  believers  only  han^e  a  right  to  it. 

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HEN  John  tho'  aman,  baptizing  began, 
Believers  m  Jordon  confessing  their  sins. 


2  The  Pharisees  came  in  Abraham's  narne^ 
For  to  be  baptized  and  laid  in  their  claim. 

o  You  vipers  said  he,  who  warn'd  you  to  flee  ; 
Bring  forth  your  repentance  that  fruits  Me  may  see. 

4  And  think  not  indeed  that  you  are  Abraham's  seed> 
And  so  for  baptism  a  right  for  to  plead. 

5  By  this  we  may  see,  babtism  to  be, 
For  none  but  believers  a  privilege  free. 

6  Christ  Jesus  by  name,  from  Gallilce  came. 
For  to  be  baptized  and  was  not  asham'd. 

7  John  to  him  did  say,  why  com'st  thou  to  me? 
For  I  have  need  to  be  baptized  of  thee. 

3  O  sufier  it  so,  foi  *t  becomes  us  to  show, 
All  right'ous  obed'ence  wherever  we" go. 

9  The  ritewas  perform'd  and  Jesus  returned 
The  blessing  of  th'  father  came  down  on  the  son, 

ID  The  spirit  of  God  descends  like  a  dove 
And  lights  on  our  Saviour  iu  tokens  of  love, 

1 1  By  this  we  may  see,  the  m  hole  Trinity,  • 
"Unto  our  baptism  doth  jointly  agree. 

12  We'll  notbeasham'd  of  Jesus's  name, 
He's  precious  unto  us  tho*  sinners  blaspheme^ 

13  We'll  follow  the  Lord  in  his  holy  word, . 
Obed'ence  unto  him  great  comforts  alibi  d*.. 


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14  We'll  follow  him  down  to  the  -waters  we're  bound  ; 
O  sinners  see  what  an  example  we've  found. 

15  Farewell  to  my  friends.  Farewell  to  my  foes, 
Farewell  to  this  vuin  world  wherein  sorrow  grows. 

HYMN  60.     C.  M. 

Godly  sorroiv,  arisifjg  from  //ic  silverings  of 
Christ, 

ALx\S  1  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  us  I  ? 

5  [Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus  thine. 

And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 
While  all  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 

The  glor'ous  sufferer  stood.] 

5  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  iiad  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  I 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  m  ; 

When  God  the  mighty  maker  di'd 
For  man  tqe  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

Q  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay, 

The  debt  ot  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 

*Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


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HYMN  61. 
'^he  Youth's  Resolution. 

WHILE  I  am  blest  with  youthful  bloomy 
I  will  adore  the  sacred  Lamb, 
Who  bled  and  di'd  for  me  ;  * 
JfGod  hispiresmy  heart  with  grace, 
And  lets  me  see  his  shining  face, 
A  pilgrim  I  will  be. 

2  I'll  leave  this  world  with  all  its  toysj 
And  seek  those  far  superior  joys, 

Tl>at  doth  in  Jesus  dwell ; 
If  Jesus  be  my  God  and  king, 
Immortal  triumph  I  will  sing, 

O'er  all  the  powers  of  hell. 

S  A  frowning  world  I  will  defy, 
And  all  those  flatt'ring  charms  deny. 

If  Jesus  stands  my  friend  ; 
Not  long  I  have  this  storm  to  stand, 
Of  this  ensnaring  barren  land  ; 

My  conflict  soon  will  end. 

4  Jesus  my  friend  my  cause  will  plead, 
Conduct  my  steps,  supply  my  needs, 

And  never  let  me  fall  ; 
Jesus  will  all  my  foes  destroy — 
Will  be  my  life,  my  strength,  my  joy  j 

Jesus  is  all  in  all. 

5  With  joy  I'll  spend  my  fleeting  days. 
To  sound  abroad  hisheav'nly  praise, 

And  tell  the  world  his  love  ; 
And  when  I  quit  this  mortal  stage,- 
I  shall  in  sacred  strains  engage, 

Among  the  saints  abovje. 


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6  Where  I  shall  ^vith  my  Jesus  dwell, 
In  joys  beyond  what  tongue  can  tcl!. 

On  that  immortal  shore  : 
Jesus  my  love  shall  be  my  joy, 
His  praises  be  my  sweet  employ. 

And  part  from  him  no  more. 

HYMN  62. 

Unity, 

LET  strife  forever  cease, 
And  envy  quit  the  field, 
Come  join  and  live  in  love  and  peace, 
And  to  the  gospel  yield. 

2  Let  bitter  words  no  more 
Among  the  sanits  remain  : 

Let  ev'ry  member  ev'ry  hour, 
Submit  to  Jesus'  reign.  . 

3  One  Lord  we  have  to  fear, 
One  faith  we  all  confess  ; 

Toth'  same  baptism  adhere, 
And  magnify  free  grace. 

A  Then  v/hy  should  we  contend. 
For  meat  and  drink  and  dress, 

And  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  pierce  his  wounds  afresh. 

5  When  bitter  words  arise. 
Then  satan  has  his  ends  ; 

We  wound  the  heart  and  hands  of  Christ, 
Amidst  his  chosen  friends. 

6  No  more  we'll  feel  the  flame, 
Nor  judge  ourselves  loo  wise  ; 

But  search  with  care  to  find  the  beam, 
That  luiks  within  our  eyes. 
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7  Unto  the  world  "\ve  prove, 
That  we  disciples  are  ; 

They  shall  behold  us  walk  in  love, 
And  say  the  Lord  is  there. 

8  Then  we  M'ill  live  like  t-hose, 
Who  now  agree  in  love  ; 

And  when  by  death  our  eyes  shall-close, 
We'll  join  with  them  above. 


HYMN  63.    C.  M. 

The  Pilgrim's  mutual  conference, 

Hx\IL  !  happy  pilgrims,  whence  came  ye, 
And  whither  are  you  bound  ? 
Who  from  the  land  of  E-s^ypt  flee, 
'Tis  Canaan  we  have  found. 

2  How  came  ye  first  to  walk  this  way  ? 

Were  you  alarm'd  wiih  fear'  ? 
A  school-master  appear'd  one  day, 

With  countenance  severe  : 

G  Hi'5  presence  struck  our  hearts  with  awe  ; 

His  eyes  appear'd  like   flame  ; 
I  am  said  he  th  c  holy  law  ; 

And  from  Mount  Sinai  came. 

4  Then  lo,  our  sentence  he  declar'd 
Was  everlasting  death  ; 

For  till  bis  precepts  were  prepar'd, 
W^e  were  expos'dto  wrath. 

5  At  last  a  messenger  of  peace, 
Ev.ingelist  by  name, 

A^ppearM  and  gave  us  sweet  release, 
Erom  that  devouring  flame. 


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6  He  pointed  out  the  Lamb  of  God, 
In  that  distressing  day, 

And  said  behold  his  precious  blood, 
That  takes  your  guilt  away. 

7  Thus  were  we  from  our  bondage  freed 
And  set  al  liberty  : 

Come  then  dear  brethren,  well  agreed, 
For  thus  redeem'd  were  we. 

8  Come  let  us  then  together  walk,- 
Together  let  us  sing  : 

Be  this  the  subject  of  our  talk, 
To  praise  the  Lamb  our  king. 


HYMN  64.   L.  M. 

InDitation  to  sit2?zers, 

COME  sinners  to  the  gospel  feast, 
Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest  ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind. 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  "  Have  me  cxcus'd'*  why  will  you  say  ; 
From  health,  and  life,  and  liberty  j 
From  all  that  is  in  Jesus  given. 

Fi'Oiii  pardorij  holiness  and  heaven. 

3  Come  then  ye  soula  by  sin   oppresr, 
Ye  v/eary  Wc^nu'iers  after  rest  ; 

Yfc  poor  and  muiiijed,  halt  and  blind> 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes. 
Behold  the  bleeding  sacrifice  ; 

iiii'  orfer'd  love  let  all  ejiiUrcice, 
And  freely  now  be  sav'd  by  c^race. 


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5  Ye  nho  believe  bis  record  true, 
Shall  «iip  with  him  ind  he  with  you  ; 
Come  to  the  feast  be  sav'd  from  sin, 
For  Jesus  waits  to  take  you  in. 

6  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay, 
This  is  the  glorious  gospel  day  ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  to  him  who  di'd  for  all. 


HYMN  65.     C.  M. 

Joy  271  the  Holy  Ghost. 

MY  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God  ray  Saviour  and  my  God, 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abrotid  for  joy, 
Who  have  a  feast  at  home  ; 

My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs. 
The  conTiforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  above  the  blessed  dove 
Is  come  into  my  breast, 

To  v.'imess  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  is  my  heav'nly  least. 

i  This  makes  me  abba  father  cry, 

WilhTSniidence  of  soul : 
It  riif.kis's  me  cry  wiy  Lord,  my  God, 

And  that  williout  controuL 

o  There  is  a  stream  which  issues  foitL 

From  God's  eternal  throne, 
\\v\  from  the  Lamb,  a  living  stream; 

Clear  as  the  chrystul  stone. 


6  The  streams  do  water  paradise, 
It  makes  ihc  angels  sing  : 

One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart. 
Hence  all  ray  joys  do  swing. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unspeakable, 
And  full  of  Glory  too  ; 

Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls, 
As  worldlings  do  not  know. 

8  Eye  haih'not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heardy 
From  fancy  Ms  conceal'd, 

What  thou,  Lord,  bast  laid  up  for  thine, 
And  hast  to  me  reveal'd. 

9  I  see  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  taste  thy  sweetest  love  ; 

My  soul  doth  leap  :  But  O  for  wings>. 
The  v/ings  of  Noah's  dove  1 

10  Then  should  1  fiee  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  sin  ; 

Then  should  the  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 

1 1  Then  should  my  soul  with  angels  feast 
On  joys  that  always  last  ; 

Bless'd  be  my  God,  the  Go<l  of  joy, 
Who  gives  me  here  a  taste. 

HYMN  66,  C.  M. 

Christians  rejoicing  in  the  hope  and  Glory  of 
God, 

LO  !  we  are  journMng  home  to  God; 
Bid  by  the  spirit  come. 
And  in  the  way  hi*  children  trod, 
We  seek  our  father's  home. 
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2  Wc  walk  a  nnri-ov/  path  and  rout^l.. 

And  we  ai\)  tir'd  and  weak  :  * 

Yet  soon  shall  we  have  rest  enoviSj^h, 
In  tiiose  bless'd  courts  we  seek. 

'^  Nigh  to  the  country  w^e  appear, 

Stoi'd  with  eternal  bliss  ; 
We  know  v/e  quickly  shall  be  there, 

In  sight  our  city  is. 

4  Upon  Mount  Zion's  distant  top, 
A  Lamb  our  eyes  behold  ; 

'Tis  Jesus,  look  ye  children  up, 
He  calls  us  to  his  fold. 

5  We  see  him  with  liis  raiment  red,. 
As  though  besmear'd  with  blood  ; 

As  newly  slain  he  stands  :  he  bled, 
Us  to  redeem  to  God. 

6  About  him  clad  with  snowy  vests, 
•     Appear  a  countless  throng  ; 

These  are  his  saints,  his  kings,  his  priests?. 
Who  sing  the  eternal  song. 

7  How  blest,  how  more  than  happy  these, 
Who  thus  their  Lord  attend  ; 

We,  brethren,  in  their  host  shall  praise. 
We  soon  shall  there  ascend. 

HYMN  67.     C.  M. 

A  brief  description  of  the  Children  of  God  in 
a  Dialogue. 

WHAT  poor  despised  company 
Of  travellers  are  these, 
That  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way 
Along  thai  rugged  maze  ? 


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2  Ah  these  are  cf  a  roj'al  Ime, 

All  children  of  a  king  ; 
Heirs  of  itnrnortal  crowns  divine, 

And  io  I  for  joy  they  sing. 

3.  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  meaiiv 

And  why  so  much  despised  ? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 

The  world  is  not  appriz'd. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor  distress'd,. 

And  lacking  daily  bread  ; 
Ah  1  they're  of  boundless  wealth  posscss'd, 

With  hidden  manna  fed. 

j  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged  thorny  maze  ? 
Why  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod. 

They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

C  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path,. 

That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 

The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road, 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 

None  other  can  be  found; 


HYMN  68.    C.  M. 

Longing  after  Christ ^ 

COMPANIONS  of  thy  little  flock, 
Dear  Lord  we  fdin  would  be  ; 
Our  helpless  hearts  to  thee  look  up, 
To  thee  our  shepherd  flee. 


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2  O  might  I  lean  upon  that  breast 

Wliich  love  and  piiy  fil), 
And  now  become  those  Lambs  carest, 

That  in  ihy  bo&om  dwell. 

5  How  sweet  that  voice,  how  sweet  tliat  hand, 

Which  leads  to  pastures  fuir, 
Shews  Canaan's  milk  and  honey  land, 

Lot  of  thy  ilock  so  dear. 

4  Rich  gTice,  free  grace,  most  sweetly  caKs 
Directly  corae  vvho  wilh 

Just  as  you  are  ;  for  Christ  receives 
Poor  helpless  sinners  stilL 

5  'Tis  grace  each  day  that  feeds  our  souls  9 
Grace  keeps  us  only  pure  ; 

And  O  1  that  nothing  else  but  grace 
May  rule  forevermore. 

6  As  one  in  heart  let's  all  rejoice 
The  sinner's  friend  to  praise  ; 

The  shepherd  di'd  Oh  !  'Tis  his  voice  ; 
He'll  us  to  glory  raise. 


HYMN  69.     C.  M, 

Meat  and  Drink  indeed* 

TO  day  Imman'el  feeds  his  sheep, 
The  purchase  of  his  blood  j 
To  day  Jehovyh  keeps  a  feast, 
For  all  the  sons  of  God. 

2  The  bread  of  God  is  freely  giv'n^ 

The  food  ol  s  tints  ubove  ; 
That  living  bread  sent  down  from  hcav'n> 

The  fruit  of  paid'ning  love. 


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3  Lo  !  Christ  our  shepherd  gave  his  life 
To  answer  all  our  need  ; 

His  body  crucify'd  is  meat, 
His  blood  is  drink  indeed. 

4  Ye  hungry  thirsty  souls  draw  near, 
And  living  bread  receive  ; 

Taste  the  provision  of  your  God, 
And  freely  eat  and  live, 

HYMN  70.     L.  M, 

Another. 

ARISE,  ray  soul,  with  wonder  see, 
What  love  divine  for  thee  hath  done  5 
Behold  thy  sorrow  sin  and  grief. 
Are  laid  on  God's  eternal  son. 

2  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  gnef  Sow  mingling  down  ? 

Did  e'er  such  love,  such  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  bright  u  crown  ? 

3  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  iX  present  far  too  small  ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divins, 

Dcrnundij  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

HYMN  71.  .  L.,  M. 

The  yemembrance  gJ  Cr^.i%t  in  the  SuJ^per, 

CHRIST,  in  that  night  he  was  betray'd, 
Took  bread,  g-.uc  thanks,  11  bret-.k  and  siild, 
IMy  broken  body  here  you  see  ; 
Tuke,  eat  it,  and  remember  me. 

Thus  aloO  he  the  cup  did  tAkr.  ^ 


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Here's  sealing  blood  shed  for  your  sake, 
Which  doth  my  lest'meni  ratify  ; 
Let  all  drink  and  remember  me. 

3  Your  pardon  with  what's  for  your  good, 
Is  purciias'd  with  my  dearest  blood  : 

My  blood  to  you  makes  pardon  free  ; 
In  drinking  then  remember  me. 

4  For  hungry   souls  here's  maiina  rare, 
God  sends  from  heaven  for  your  fare  j 
This  manna  falls  now  plenteously  : 

In  eating  then  remember  me. 

5  Here  God  sits  on. a  throne  of  grace. 
Where  sinful  men  may  see  his  fiice  ; 
]VIy  blood  procures  your  access  free  :- 
In  drinking  then  remember  me. 

6  See  here  the  tree  of  life  with  fruit, 

And  leaves  which  heal,  and  strength  recruit  j- 
These  I  shake  down,  poor  soul  to  thee  j 
Eat  freely  and  remember  m*. 

7  See  Jacob's  ladder  here  set  up, 
A  covenanthig  God  at  top  ; 

Climb,  and  (iod  will  trdns.-xt  v.'ith  thee  ; 
In  doing  this  remember  me. 

8  Hence  runs  ol  life  the  river  pure, 

Which  our  soul's  wounds  doth  cleanse  and. cure, 
It  freely  runs  to  ail  you  see  ; 

Drink  by  failh  and  remember  me. 

HYMN  72.     C.  M. 

Mania^^y  Hymn. 

L01\D,  from  thy  throne  oi  iiowing  grace, 
Thy  choicest  biesaings  gi\c  j 


And  on  thy  servants  cause  thy  face 
To  shiiie,  and  they  shall  live. 

2  Enrich  them  with  thy  heavenly  grace. 
Unite  their  hearts  in  love  ; 

May  they,  in  all  thy  holy  ways 
To  thee  themselves  approve. 

3  Let  harmony  and  holy  love, 
And  friendship  ever  run, 

Through  all  their  thoughts  and  life  to  prove. 
Of  tv/ain  they  now  are  one. 

•4  Allure  them,  Jesus  !  with  thy  charms. 

And  joyfully  they'll  flee, 
By  faith  and  love  into  thine  arms, 

And  thus  be  one  in  thee. 

5  Adorn  their  house,  adorn  their  ways. 

With  fruit  divinely  fair  ; 
So  in  this  world  they'll  shew  thy  praise, 

In  th'  next  thy  glory  share. 

HYMN   73. 
The  Beggar'' s  Prayer. 

ENCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy  door  : 
Ko  hand,  no  heart,  dear  Lord  hut  thine. 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  bej^gar's  usual  plea, 

Relief  from  men  to  gain, 
If  offer'd  unto  thee, 

1  know  thou  would  disdain  : 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 


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3  I  have  no  right  to  sJiy 

That  though  I  now  am  poor, 

Yet  once  there  was  a  day 
When  I  possessed  move  : 

Thou  knowest  from  my  very  birth 

I've  been  the  poorest  vvrcich  on  earth. 

4i  Nor  dare  I  to  profess 

As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 

My  faults  have  been  but  few  : 
If  thou  should  leave  my  soul  to  starve 
It  would  be  what  I  should  deserve. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before. 

And  if  thou  now  befriend 

I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  : 
Thou  often  hast  reliev'd  my  pain, 

And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  : 

0  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go  ; 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounties  to  conceal 

From  others,  who  like  me 

Their  wants  and  hunger  feel, 
I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  atore, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

8  Thy  ways,  thou  only  wise. 

Our  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 
Far  as  the  arched  skies 

Above  this  earth  extend  : 
Such  pleas  as  mine  men  would  not  bear, 
But  God  receives  a  beggar's  prayer. 


85 

HYMN  n.   L.  M. 

For  the  New  Tear. 

HAIL  the  new  year  that's  now  beguuj 
Now  let  us  all  to  God  return  : 
From  sinful  ways  may  we  all  cease, 
And  with  each  other  live  in  peace. 

2  While  thousands  have  been  call'd  away. 
Yet  still  we  live  to-see  this  day : 

With  thanks  to  God  then  all  draw  near 
To  celebrate  the  happy  year. 

3  While  many  are  sick  and  confin*d, 
Others  deprived  of  sense  and  mind. 
We  yet  retain  them  bright  and  clear, 

■  To  celebrate  the  happy  yeiM'« 

4  Then  let  us  all  to  God  repair, 
And  offer  him  our  praise  and  prayer^ 
Now  unto  him  may  we  draw  near 

To  celebrate  the  happy  year. 

.  5  And  now  forsake  all  vice  and  sin, 
And  the  new  year  with  God  begin  : 
Then  with  great  joy  we  shall  appear 
To  celebrate  the  happy  year. 

6  Then  truly  happy  such  will  be, 
Who  from  all  sin  do  always  flee, 
And  unto  Chrisi  will  now  give  ear. 
Such  we  do  wish  a  happy  year. 

7  All  those  who  see  their  undone  state. 
Leaving  their  all  for  Jesus*  si\ke, 

To  such  we  can,  v^iih  joy  sincere. 
Wish  them  a  happy,  happy  year, 
H 


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S  All  those  who  now  are  born  again, 
And  in  Christ  Jesus  do  remain, 
All  such  as  those  we  need  not  fear, 
They  will  enjoy  a  happy  year. 

9  But  true  religion  still  we  find, 
Gives  the  most  peace  unto  the  mind  j 
.Possessors  of  it  will  appear, 
.To  wish  us  all  a  happy  yeur. 


HYMN  75.    L.  M. 

On,  the  great  duty  of  prayer, 

WHAT  var'ous  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy  seat  ; 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray*r, 
Bu\  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Pray'r  makes  the  darkest  clouds  withdraw, 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 

Gives  exercise  lo  faith  and  love, 
Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  pray'r  we  C€ase  to  fight, 
Pray'r  makes  the  christian's  armour  bright: 
And  satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Isr'el's  side  : 

But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amaleck  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words?  ah  think  again, 
Words  How  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creatures' ears 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  cares^ 


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6  Were  half  our  breath,  thus  vainly  spentj 
To  heav*n  in  supplication  sent, 
Our  cheerful  songs  would  often  be, 
Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me. 


HYMN  76.     L.  M. 

"The  wrk  of  a  M'mkter, 

BEFORE  thy  throne  eternal  King, 
Thy  ministers  their  tribute  bring  j 
Their  tribute  of  united  praise, 
For  heav*nly  news  and  peaceful  days. 

2  We  sing  the  conquest  of  thy  sword, 
And  publish  loud  thy  healing  word  : 
While  angels  sound  thy  glorious  namCj  - 
Thy  saving  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 

3  Thy  various  service  we  esteem, 
Our  sweet  employ,  our  bliss  supreme^ 
And  while  we  feel  thy  heav'nly  love, 
We  burn  like  seraphims  above. 

4  Nor  seraphs  there  can  ever  raise. 
With  us  an  equal  song  of  praise  : 
They  are  the  noblest  work  of  God, 
But  we  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

5  Still  in  thy  work  we  would  abound, 
Still  prune  the  vine  or  plow  the  ground  ; 
Thy  sheep  with  wholesome  pasture  feed, 
And  waich  them  with  unweari'd  heed. 

6  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life,  cur  love, 
Our  care  below,  our  crown  above  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  be  our  blest  emplofj 
Tliy  presence  our  eternal  joy. 


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HYMN  t1. 

Chrhfs  Crucifixion, 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup, 
Tlie  wine-press  treads  alone, 
Tares  the  graves  and  movintains  up, 

By  his  expiring  groan  : 
Lo  !  the  pow'rs  of  heaven  he  shakes, 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies, 
Earth's  profoundest  centre  quakes, 
The  great  Jehorah  dies. 

2  Dies  the  glorious  cause  of  all, 
The  true  eternal  plan 

Falls,  to  raise  us  from  our  fall, 

To  ransom  sinful  men  ; 
Well  may  sol  withdraw  his  light, 

AVith  the  suff'rer  sympathiae, 
Leave  the  world  in  sudden  night, 

While  his  creator  dies. 

3  O  my  God  he  dies  for  me, 
I  feel  the  mortal  smart ! 

Seeing  him  hanging  on  the  tree, 
A  sight  that  breaks  my  heart  ! 

O  that  all  to  thee  might  turn  ; 
Sinners  ye  may  love  him  too, 

Look  on  him  ye  pierc'd,  and  mourn 
i  oi'  one  who  bled  for  you. 

4  Weep  o'er  your  desire  and  hop^ 
With  tears  of  humblest  love  : 

Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up. 
And  reigns  enthron'd  above  ; 

I>ives  our  head  to  die  no  mci  e, 
Pow'r  is  all  to  Jesus  given, 

Worship'd  as  he  was  before. 


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Tb'inimortal  kingofheav'a. 

HYMN  78. 

ChiisVs  Assem'wi. 


HAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
Christ  a  while  to  mortals  giv*n 
Re-ascends  hiis  native  heaven, 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  ; 
**  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates  I 
«  Wide  unfold  the  radient  scene, 
"  Take  the  JLing  of  glory  in  I" 

2  Him  though  highest  heav*n  receivesj . 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne. 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own ; 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes. 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Next  himself  prepares  our  place,  . 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

3  Master  (may  we  ever  say) 
Taken  from  our  head  to  day, 
See  thy  faithful  servant,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  ! 

G. ait,  though  parted  from  our  sight  j  : 
High  above  yon  azure  height, — 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise, 
Foli'wing  thee  beyond  the  skies. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love, 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come^ 
Longing,  gasping  after  home  ; 
There  we  shall  with  thee  remain 

H2 


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Partner  of  iiiinc  endless  reign, 
There  ihy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  our  heaven  of  hcav'ns  in  thee. 

HYMN  79. 

For  a  per  son  under  temptations 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul,^ 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  \ 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 

Tin  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last  ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  : 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee — 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  noc  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  ; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

All  mine  help  from  thee  I  bring,  ^ 

Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

S  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want. 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  : 
Haise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind  5 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  : 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  1 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  I  fouixl, 

Grace  to  pardon  a4I  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  % 


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Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  hear',. 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 


HYMN  80; 

The  year  of  Jubilee, 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  : 
Return  ye  ransom'd  sinners  home  ! 

2  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
Thenewsofheav'nly  grace  ; 

Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  to  your  eternal  home  I 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return  ye  ransom'd  sinners  home. 

HYMN  81.     C.     M. 

Praise  for  the  hope  of  Glory. 

I  SOJOURN  in  a  vale  of  tears, 
Alas  !  how  can  I  sing  ? 
My  harp  doth  on  the  willows  hang,  _^ 

Dislun'd  in  every  string. 


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2'  My  music  is  a  captive's  chuins, 
[larsh  souj:ds  w.y  ears  do  fill, 

How  shall  I  siofj:  sweet  Ziou's  bung.? 
On  ibis  side  Zion's  hill. 

3  Yet  lo  I  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Surely  V\\  quickly  come  I 

Each  word  much  sweetness  doth  distill,. 
Like  a  full  honey -comb. 

4  And  do3t  thou  come  my  dearest  Lord  ? 

And  dost  thou  surely  come  ? 
A»d  dost  thou  surely  quickly  come  ? . 
Methinks  I  am  at  home. 

5  Come  then  my  dec^rest,  dearest  Lord,] 
My  sweetest,  surest  Friend  ; 

Come  for  I  loath  these  kedar  tents  !  . 
The  fiery  chariots  send. 

i  What  have  I  in  this  barren  land  !  . 

My  Jesus  is  not  here  ; 
Mine  eyes  will  ne'er  be  bless' d  until.. 

Mv  Jesus  dSlh  appear. 

7  My  Jesus  is  gone  up  to  heav'n  . 
To  get  a  place  tor  me  ; 

For  'tis  his  will,  that  where  he  is-. 
There  should  his  servants  be. 

• 

8  Cana'n  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top,-. 
Of  Canu'n's  grapes  I  taste  ; 

My  Lord  who  sends  unto  me  here,  , 
Will  send  for  aie  at  last. 

9  I  have  a  God  that  changeth  not, 
Why  should  I  be  pQrplex'd  ? 

My  God  that  owns  me  in  this  >Yorld, 
Will  Qvva  ms  in  the  next. 


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iO  TNIy  dearest  Mends  they  dwell  above, 

Them  will  I  go  to  see  ; 
And  all  my  friends  in  Christ  below 

Will  soon  come  afier  me. 


HYMN  82.    S.  M> 

JESUS  I  fly  to  thee 
For  mercy,  pardon,  grace  : 
Through  thee  alone  poor  sinners  may 
Approach  the  Father's  face; 

2  Let  thy  atoning  blood, 
Encourage  me  to  speak  ; 

That  all  my  wants,  O  Lamb  of  God  I 
I  may  to  thee  relate. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self  renouncing  will  ; 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind. 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill. 

4  I  want  a  Godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye  ; 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near^ 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly. 

5  I  want  a  heart  to  yray. 
To  pray  and  never  cease  ; 

Never  to  murmer  or  repine,        ,  ' 
Nor  wish  my  sufi''rings  less.« 

6  This  blessing  above  all, 
Always  to  pray  I  Want  ; 

Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  callj 
And  never,  never  faint. 

7  I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  single  steady  aim  ; 


94 

J^ot  mov'd  by  threat*nings  or  reward, 
To  own  thee  and  thy  name. 

8  I  want  with  all  my  heart, 
Thy  pleasure  to  fulfil, 

To  know  myselt  and  what  thou  art,'^ 
And  what's  thy  perfect  will. 

9  I  want,  I  know  not  what, 
I  want,  my  wants  to  see  ; 

I  want  alas  1  what  want  I  not. 
When  Christ  is  oot  in  me* 


HYMN  83.    S.  M- 

SEE  what  a  wretched  state 
Sin  hath  reduc'd  us  to  ; 
See  how  it's  brout^ht  a  dismal  fate  _ 
Of  death  on  things  belov/. 

2  See  nature  all  on  wing. 
Taking  her  rapid  fluent, 

With  'mazing  swiftness,  which  doth  bring 
Her  quick  to  death's  dark  night. 

3  Where  part  must  rest  a  while, 
Which  is  the  house  of  clay, 

To  sleep  secure  from  pain  and  toil,  ■ 
Till  resurrection  day.  • 

4  The  s-f>ul  still  wafts  aionp;, 
Wiihout  ii  moment's  stay, 

Is  call'd  to  joio  a  different  throng,. 
And  leave  this  house  of  chy.  " 

5  Un  to  Christ's  judgment  seat. 
Where  sovih  at  b^t  must  come  ; 

Acd  there  their  dUTieBt  seiilence^mecC. 


'And  hear  their  final  doom. 

6  And  now,  O  soul !  take  care, 
To  steer  thy  course  aright, 

And  shun  sin's  ways  that's  full  of  snaias; 
And-leads  to  endless  night. 

7  But  run  the  v;ay  by  Christ, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day  ; 

Christ's  words  observe,  which  is  your  light. 
And  you  can't  miss  the  way. 

8  And  shortly  you  shall  rise, 
To  reach  the  heav'niy  hill, 

'Where  Christ  you'll  see  with  glad'ned  eyes., 
With  glory  shall  be  h  led. 

HYMN  84.     C.  M. 

T/ie  need   of  Christ :  arid    dhine  .  help  thx 
greatness  of  God. 

JESUS,  thy  gospel  I  ennbrace, 
O  come  and  dwell  in  me, 
Sweet  is  thy  voice  and  work  of  graccj 
Accept  my  faith  in  thee. 

2  Prepare  my  soul  to  run  its  race 
Here  in  this  world  below  ; 

And  ever  give  me  of  thy  grace, 
Lord  help  to  will  and  do. 

3  Let  thy  gopd  spirit  guide  my  way, 
Yea,  let  it  dwell  with  me, 

Nor  sufTer  me  to  go  astray. 
Saviour,  1  trust  in  thee. 

4  Soon  as  my  race  is  run  may  sing 
Of  God's  free  grace  and  lovei 


;Nor  cease  to  sing  of  Christ  my  king, 
Great  God  in  realms  above. 

.5  Hark  !  hoar  the  saints  and  angels  sing, 

In  heavens  high  courts  above, 
Salvation  to  our  God  belongs 

And  Christ  of  saints  belov'd. 

6  Great  is  my  God,  my  all  in  all 
Eternal  is,- 1  live, 

For  nothing  moves,  or  stands,  or  fallsj 
In  worlds,  without  thy  leave. 

7  First  in  thine  own  immensitj", 
To  dwell  forevermore, 

Yonder  above  this  azure  sky, 
Sure  angels  thee  adore. 

8  Earth,  heaven  and  hell  shews  forth  thy  powdTi 
View  God  in  all  to  be, 

Each  day,  and  night,  and  every  hour, 
New  scenes  of  thine  may  see. 

9  Behold  what  gloiies  in  thee  shine? 
O  God  of  matchless  skill, 

Kesplendant  are  thy  works  divine, 
Not  one  shall  fail  thy  will. 

10  In  wisdom  thou  hast  plac'd  them  all, 
Not  one  of  them  recline, 

Gave  them   their  station  and  their  call, 
Respecting  thy  design. 

HO  matchless  power  !  O  glorious  skillj 

Thy  goodness  I  adore, 
fO  may  1  know  and  do  thy  wall; 

Now  and  for  evermore- 


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HYMN  85. 
^he  call  of  the  gospel :  ^c,  Luke  ilAy,  47, 

GO  my  heralds  blow  the  trumpet, 
Sound  my  gospel  all  around, 
That  dead  sinners  maybe  'waked, 

For  to  hear  the  joyful  sound. 
Let  the  tidings,  let  the  tidings,  let  the  tiding;?, 
Of  my  grace  and  love  be  known. 

2  Preach  repentance  to  all  nations. 

For  remission  of  then'  sins, 
He  that  believeth  shall  be  saved, 

He  that  don't  believe  is  danin'd. 
Lo  I'm  Avith  you,  lo  I'm  with  y<)U)  lo  I'm  with  you, 
Always  even  to  the  end. 

5  To  believing,  humbled  sinners 

Preach  my  pard'ning  grace  and  love; 
Tell  them,  peace  is  with  my  Father, 

In  his  royal  courts  above. 
Through  the  merits,  through  the  merits,  through  th« 

merits, 
Of  their  precious  Saviour's  blood. 

4  Shew  my  conquest  made  by  dying, 
Yonder,  on  mount  Calvary  hill, 

How  I  spoil'd  the  powers  of  darkness, 

When  the  law  I  did  fulfil. 
And  did  triumph,  and  did  triumph,  and  did  triumph, 
O'er  the  gates  of  death  and  hell. 

5  Tell  my  children  I've  ascended. 
To  my  father  to  prepare, 

Peaceful  mansions  stor'd  with  blessings, 

Where  I  am,  they  shall  be  there  ; 
To  enjoy  them,  to  enjoy  them,  to  enjoy  theraj 
And  my  kingdom  they  shall  share. 
I 


98 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 
May  thy  love  our  spirits  raise. 

View  the  judgment  day  approaches,  ^ 

Sighs  shall  there  be  chang'd  to  praise. 
At  thy  coming,  at  thy  coming,  at  thy  coming 
When  the  proud  shall  howl  and  gaze. 

7  O  the  tokens  of  thy  coming, 
Dearest  Lord,  we're  glad  to  see, 

For  to  call  us  to  thy  kingdom, 

Evermore  to  dwell  with  thee. 
-Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
Xet  us  praise  the  sacred  three. 

HYMN  86.     S.  M. 

The  ^weeping  Christianc 

MY  soul  why  weepest  thou, 
Tell  me  from  whence  arise. 
Those  briny  tears  that  often  flow,  ^ 
Those  groans  that  pierce  the  skies, 

2  Doth  .sin  cause  thy  complaints, 

Or  the  chastising  rod, 
Dost  thou  an  evil  heart  lament, 

And  mourn  an  absent  God  I 

S  Lord  let  me  weep  for  sin. 

And  after  none  but  thee, 
And  then  I  would,  O  that  I  might 

A  constant  weeper  be. 

A  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep. 
And  shall  my  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief, 
Burst  forth  my  weeping  eye. 

5  The  son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see, 


9P 

Be  thou  astonisyd  O  my  souh 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

6  He  wept  that  you  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  u  tear  : 

In  heav*n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there, 

7  To  the  eternal  three, 

In  will  and  essence  one, 
Be  universal  homage  paid, 
Co-equal  honors  done. 

HYiMN  87.    L.  M. 

On  the  hardness  of  the  heart. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
To  take  the  stubborn  stone  away  ; 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine. 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine.' 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  sea  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake  ; 
Gf  feeling  all  things  shew  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  ot  mine. 

S  Thy  judgment  too  unmov'd  I  hear» 
(Amazing  thought)  which  devils  fear  j. 
Goodness  and  v.jath  in  vain  combine. 
To  stir  this  stupid*  hearlitof  mine. 

4  To  hear  the  sorrow  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord  an  adamant  would  melt, 
Bui  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  min«, 

5  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed, 
And  that  dear  something  much  I  need  ; 
Thy  spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 


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HYMN  88.  C.  M. 

The  goodness  of  God,  Nahum.  i.  7. 

YE  humble  souls  approach  your  God, 
Wilh  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
For  he  is  ^ood  immensely  good. 
And  kind  lu-e  all  his  ways. 

3  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare, 

The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 
To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 

^Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  kno\VD>. 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,    we  come, 
*Tis  here  our  hope  relies  ; 

A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds  with  kind  regard. 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 

Their  humble  hope  vhcu  wilt  reward,^ 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love, 
What  honors  shall  we  raise  ? 

Not  all  the  rapiui'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

HYMN  89.     L.  M. 
The  lo'oing  kindness  of  the  Lord,  Isa.  Ixiii.  7. 


A 


WAKE  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  redeemer's  praise, 


101 

He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me. 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  free  I 

2  He  saw  me  ruinM  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness  O  how  great  I 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foesj 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kindness  O  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud,  ■>■ 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving  kindness  O  how  good  1 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart  j 
But  though  I've  often  him  forgot. 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not, 

6  Soon  I  shall  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail  i 
Oh  1  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death  t 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away, 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day  ; 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surpri&e, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies; 

HYMN  90.    C.    M. 

TAe  traveller's  Psalm, 


H 


O W  are  thy  servants  blest  O  Lord, 
How  sure  is  their  defence  I 
13 


102 

Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  land  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care, 

Through  burnips:^  climes  they  passunhurtj 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadiul  tempest  borne, 
High  on  the  broken  wave, 

They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 
Obedient  to  thy  will  : 

The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  feav  and  deaths, 
Thy  goodness  we'll  adore. 

We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past,- 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'at  that  life^ 
Thy  sacrifice  sh-^Ii  be  ; 

And  death  when  death  shall  be  our  lot. 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 


HYMN  91.  C.  M. 

The  excellency  and  sufficiency  of  the  Itofy 
Scriptures, 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  wordj 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
I'orever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celcst^jd  iinosv 


103 

2  Here  may  the  wretx:he<:l  sons  of  want, 
Exhaubtless  riches  find  ; 

Riches  above  what  eavth  can  grant,. 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  gro\v% 
And  yields  a  free  repast, 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  redeemer's  \felr.ome  voice. 
Spreads  heavenly  peacj  around  ; 

And  life  and  everlusling-   joys, 
A^ttend  the  blissful  souud. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pagesbe' 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  sdll  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  fight ! 

6  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord,, 
Be  thou  forever  near, 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word^ 
And  view  nay  Saviour  there. 

HYMN  92.  L.  M; 

The  gospel  of  ChnsU 

GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  councils  known  j 
*Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 
May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name  j 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 


104 

3  Here  Jesus  in  ten  thousand  ways, 
His  soui  alUMCtin;^  cluirms  dib^Jiays, 
Kecounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains, 

4.  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  miparts, 
To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saints  revive. 

5  Our  raging  passions  it  controuls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  ail  our  journey  through. 


6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye. 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage,  - 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage  i  ^ 

HYMN  93.     C.  M.' 

The  Gospel  vjorthy  of  all  acceptation^  1.  Tim, 
1.  15. 

JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
Whom  Seraphim  obey, 
The  bosom  of  the  Father  leaves, 
And  enters  human  clay. 

5  Into  our  sinful  world  he  comes, 

The  messenger  of  grace, 
And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires, 

A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  Transgressors  of  the  deepest  stain 

In  him  salvation  find  : 
His  blood  removes  the  foulest  guilt, 

His  spirit  lietUs  the  mind. 


105 

4  Our  Jesus  saves  from  sin  and  hellv 
His  words  are  true  and  sure, 

And  on  this  rock  our  faiih  may  rest 
Immoveable,  secure. 

5  O  let  these  tidings  be  received 
With  universal  joy, 

And  let  the  high  angelic  praise 
Our  tuneful  powers  employ  ! 

6  "  Glory  to  God  who  gave  his  Son 
^'  To  bear  our  shame  *nd  pain  : 

"  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men 
"  In. endless  blessing  reign." 

HYMN  94.    C.  M. 

Support  in  God^s  Co'venant  under  trouble,  2, 
Sam.  xxiii.  5. 

MY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
Abides  forever  sure, 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  What  thoui^h  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 

As  nature  could  desiie  ? 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives, 

Thy  servants  ail  aspire. 

S  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become  ; 
Jesus,  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 

And  heaven  my  final  home. 

4  I  welcome  all  thy  sov'reign  will  ; 

For  all  that  will  is  love  : 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thcu  dost, 

I  wuit  the  light  above. 


106 

5  Thy  cov*nant  the  last  accent  claims 

Of  this  poor  faultering  tongue  ; 
And  that  shall  the  first  notes  employ, 

Of  my  celestial  song. 

HYMN  95,    L.  M.  . 

It  is  finished — John  xix.  SO. 

^'T^IS  finish'd  so  the  Saviour  cry*d, 

\     And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  di'd^- 
*Tis  finish'd — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought  the  .victory  won. 

2  'Tis  finish'd — all  that  heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said 

Is  now  fulfird,  as  was  design*d, 
la  me  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  whh  purple  gore  s 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finish'd — this  ray  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
By  thiti  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finish'd — heav'n  is  reconcil'd 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd  2- 
Peace,  love  and  happiness  again 
Return  and  well  with  sinful  men. 

6  *Tis  finish'd — let  the  joyfu!  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  ; 

*Tis  finish'd— let  the  echo  fiy 

Tlircugh  hsaveii  and  hell;  through  earth  €ind  sky. 


107 
HYMN  96.     L.  M. 

Lea'Ding  the  Worlds 

FAREWELL  vain  world,  I  must  begoncj 
I  have  no  home  nor  stay  in  thee  ; 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  see. 

2  Why  art  thou  loth  my  heart,  O  why 
Dost  thou  recoil  within  my  breast  j 

Grieve  not  but  say,  farewell,  and  fly 
Unto  the  ark  my  dove  there's  rest. 

3  I  come  my  Lord  a  pilgrim's  pace, 
Weary  and  weak  I  slowly  move  ; 

Liongingbutyet  can't  reach  the  place. 
The  gladsome  place  of  rest  above. 

4  I  come  my  Lord  the  floods  here  rise, 
These  troubled  seas  foam  nought  but  mire  \ 

My  dove  back  to  my  bosom  flies. 

Farewell  poor  world,  heav'n's  my  desire. 

5  Stay,  stay,  said  earth,  whither  fond  one, 
Here's  a  fair  woT*ld,  what  would'st  thou  have. 

Fair  world  O  no,  thy  beauty's  gone, 
A  heav'nly  Canaan  Lord  I  crave. 

6  Thus  the  ancient  trav'lers  thus  they, 
Weary  of  earth  sigh'd  ?fter  thee  ; 

They're  gone-before,  I  must  not  stay, 
Till  1  both  thee  and  them  may  see. 

*J  Put  on  my  soul  put  on  with  speed, 

Though  the  way  be  long  the  end  is  sweet  j 

Once  more  poor  world  farewell  indeed, 
In  leaving  thee  my  Lord  I  meet, 


108 
HYMN  97.    C.  M. 

Keep  Close  to  Jesus  and  he  safe  from  harm. 

AS  when  the  child  secure  of  harms. 
Hangs  at  the  mother's  breast  ; 
bafe  folded  m  her  anxious  arms, 
Receiving  food  and  rest. 

2  And  while  through  many  a  painful  path. 

The  trav'ling  parents  speeds  ; 
The  fearless  babe  with  passive  fahh,. 

Lies  still  and  yet  proceeds. 

5  Shonjd  some  short  start  his  quiet  break. 

He  fondly  strives  to  fling 
His  little  arms  about  her  neck, 

And  seems  to  closer  cling. 

4  Poor  child  paternallove  alone, 
Preserves  thee  first  and  last ; 

Thy  parent's  arms  and  not  thy  owh,        / 
Are  those  that  hold  thee  fast. 

5  So  souls  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 
And  hear  his  secret   call  ; 

^lust  ev'ry  fair  pretension  leave, 
And  let  the  Lord  be  all. 

6  Keep  close  to  me  thou  helpless  sheep, 
The  shepherd  softly  cries  ; 

Lord  tell  me  what  'tis  close  to  keep, 
The  list'ning  sheep  replies. 

7  Thy  whole  dependence  on  me  fix. 
Nor  entertain  a  thought, 

Thy  worthless  schemes  with  mine  to  mix, 
But  venture  to  be  nought. 


109 

-t  Fond  self  direction  is  a  shelf, 

Thy  strength  thy  wisdom  flee  ; 
When  thou  art  nothing  in  thyself, 

Then  thou  art  close  to  me. 

HYMN  98.    L.  M. 
T/ie  superlative  love  of  a  Eedee?ner. 

COME  let  me  love  or  is  my  mind 
Hard'ned  to  stone  or  froze  to  ice  ; 

1  saw  the  blessed  lair  one  bend, 

And  stoop  t'embrace  me  from  the  skies. 

2  O  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move. 

That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heav'niy  look, 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal's  love. 

S  I  was  a  traitor  doom*d  to  fire, 

Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pain  ; 
He  flew  on  wings  of  strong  desire 

Assum'd  my  guilt  and  took  my  chaifi. 

4  Did  ever  pity  stoop  so  low  ? 
DressM  in  divinity  and  blood  ; 

Was  ever  rebels  courted  so, 

With  groans  of  an  expiring  God» 

5  Amazing  grace,  Almighty  charms, 
Stand  in  amaze  ye  whirling  skies  ; 

Jesus  the  God  with  naked  arms  ; 
Hangs  on  a  cross  of  love  and  die?. 

6  Suie  I  must  love,  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move  j 

Mine  eyes  shall  melt  away  to  tears  ; 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death  or  love. 


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HYMN  99.    C.  M. 

^he  presence  of  God  ijoorth  dying  for 

LORD  'tis  an  infinite  delight, 
To  see  thy  lovely  face  : 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And.feel  thy  vital  rays. 

2  Thy  way  is  to  the  upright  strengthj 

Lord  make  it  so  to  me, 
That  never  tiring  with  the  length, 

My  soul  may  reach  to  thee. 

S  Now  let  me  rise  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 

Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

4  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 
And  so  my  soul  should  vise  ; 

Oh  for  some  heav'nly  notes  to  bear 
My  spirit  to  the  skies. 

5  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit, 
There  I  would  fain  have  place, 

Amongst  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
5o  I  might  see  his  face. 

.€  O  may  my  humble  spirit  stand/ 

Amongst  them  cloth'd  in  white  ; 
The  meanest  place  at  God's  right  hand. 

Is  infinite  delight. 

7  Then  shall  our  love  and  joy  be  full,' 

And  feel  a  warmer  flame  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

^  Jesus  the  Lord  their  harps  employ, 


JesuS  my  love  they  sing, 
Jesus  the  name  of  all  my  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  on  every  string. 

9  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song  ; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  hearf' 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN  106.     C.  M. 
Zion  and  the  Lamh. 

"¥5  ISE  Zion,  shine,  thy  light  is  come^ 
XV    The  glor'ous  day's  begun  ; 
Those  beams  we  see  how  bright  they:bey 
Dart  from  the  glor'ous  sun.  - 

3  Of  righteousness  thtt  rising  isi 

The  day  doth  da^Yn  apace  ; 
Those  songs  of  praise  we  hear  a-days 

Of  Christ  and  his  free  grace, 

3  Are  tokens,  plain  the  Lamb  once  slai.'J 
Ishast'ning  to  his  throne  ; 

The  bride  doth  say  come  hast  a-way? 
My  dear  beloved  one. 

4  The  saints  rejoice,  the  turtle's  voice 
Is  heard  vyithin  om^  land  : 

The  hundred  forty-four  thousand, 
Doth  on  Mount  Zion  stand. 

5  And  there  they  sing  to  Christ  their  king, 
With  songs  of  such  a  strain  ; 

That  there  are  none  but  those  alone, 
For  whom  the  Lamb  was  slain, 

6  Can  learn  the  son'^-that  saints  do  sirg, 
The  fiong  of  Mobes  now 


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Are  laid  aside  by  the  Lamb*s  bride, 
For  *tis  a  note  below. 

7  Ye  taught  ones  of  the  Lord  sing*  praisci 

To  th'  Lamb  upon  the  throne ; 
For  it  was  he  taught  you  and  me, 

To  sing  the  Lamb's  new  song. 

HYMN  101.  L.  M. 
Saints  ^welcome  to  heaven,  their  home, 

COME  we  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed  ; 
Submit  to  all  tlie  ways  of  God, 
u^nd  walk  this  narrow  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  me^t, 
But  soon  shall  walk,  the  golden  street, 
ThouL;h  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spile,. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

o  The  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
Wlien  Gabr'el's  trumpet  you  shall  hear, 
Sound  through  the  earth,  yea  down  to  hcH| 
I'o  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4'  Behold  the  skies  in  burning  fiame. 
The  trumpet  louder  still  pvoelaims  ; 
The  world  must  hear  and  kno.w  their  doom, 
The  separation  now  is  come. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home,    - 
And  air  the  angels  bid  them  coine  ; 

>AVhilsi  Christ  the  judge  their  joy  proclaims, 
Here  comes  my  saints,  I  own  their  names. 

6  Ye  everlasting  dcors  fiy  wide. 
Make  room  for  to  receive  my  bride  ; 


Ye  harps  of  heav'n  come  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood. 

7:  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line, 
Whose  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshine  j 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendor  round  the  throne. 

S  They  stand  in  v/onder  and  look  on,    , 
And  join  in  one  eternaf  song  ; 
Their  great  redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  sets  their  hearts  on  Ht  e» . 

HYMN  102.     C.  M. 
TAecon\)ert  in  /us  duty  makes  all  joyous^ 

GLORIOUS  angefe  do  rejoice, 
When  sinners  turn  to  Ciod  ; 
Let  us  unite  ^Yilh  cheerful  voice. 
And  bing  unto  the  Lord. 

2  Christ  Jesus  unto  Jordan  came, 
To  be  bapiiz'd  of  John  ; 

A  voice  from  heaven  did  proclaim^  , 
'Tis  my  beloved  Son. 

3  Jesus  his  servants  sent  about, 
His  gospel  to  make  known  ; 

For  to  baptize  the  world  throughout, 
All  them  who  do  him  own. 

4  Lord  we  have  now  before  our  eyes> , 
One  that  doth  set  his  hand, 

To  serve  the  Lord,  to  be  baptiz'd, 
As  thou  didst  give  command. 

6.  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  abovey, 
For  his  abounding  grace  j 


Is  this  the  token  of  his  love, 
To  us  a  guilty  race. 

6  Let  us  improve  our  tengues  to  sing, 

The  praises  of  the  Lord  ; 
For  calling  sinners  home  to  him, 

By  his  all-powerful  word. 

HYMN  103.    C.  M. 
To  singgobig  to  the  ivaterfor  Baptism, 

MINE  ears  delighted  wiih  the  sound, 
It  breaks  the  silent  air  ; 
It  lings  melod'ous  all  around. 
It  cords,  I  hear  no  jar. 

2  How  beautiful  the  saints  appear, 
Tiiey're  to  the  water  bound  ; 

This  is  the  voice  that  I  do  hear, 
With  songs  their  joys  are  crown'd. 

3  In  ord'Iy  ranks  they  slowly  move, 
And  praise  their  mighty  king  j 

All  solemn  faces  full  of  love, 
Adoring  while  they  sing. 

4  I  see  the  heav'n-born  candidate, 
With  wonder  and  surprise  ; 

Saying  why  me  Lord,  I've  come  so  late. 
And  tears  roll  from  his  eyas. 

5  But  still  he  fills  a  humble  place, 
Amidst  those  solemn  ranks  ; 

They  walk  down  to  the  water-side. 
And  hail  sweet  Jordan's  banks. 

6  The  watchman  prays  a  charming  sound; 
Then  tajit  s  him  by  the  hand  j 


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Bright  Seraphs  hovei'  all  around, 
And  by  God's  children  sland. 

7  They  both  step  softly  in  the  slream. 
The  waters  rolling  by  ; 

Then  under  v/ater  plunges  him. 
He  cries  my  friends  come  «igh. 

8  I'll  tell  you  what  sweet  Christ  hath  done, 
He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 

Then  from  the  waters  straight  he  comeS; 
With  praise  in  ev'ry  breath. 

HYMN  104.     L.  M. 

The  shepherds  care, 

JESUS  rny  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  \ 
His  presence  will  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 

2  My  noGu-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnip;ht  hours  defend  ; 
When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 

Or  oa  the  thristy  mountain  pant. 

3  Toferiile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads. 
Where  peaceful  rivers  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flov/. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread  ; 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou  O  Lord  art  with  me  still. 

5  Thy  friendly  staff  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  xne  through  tho  dreary  shade  j 


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Tliougli  in  a  bare  and  rugged  \vay, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 

6-  The  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile  ; 
With  sudden  e;,rcens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

HYMN  105.  C.  M. 

The  conflict. 

AH  !  me  my  heart's  the  seat  of  war, 
Two  armies  there  appear  ; 
Satan  has  drawn  his  forces  up, 
My  God  my  strength  draw  near.  . 

2  The  f^esh  and  spirit  do  contendiv 
For  this  weak  soul  of  mine  ; 

Two  worlds  in  competition  standi 
Lord  save  me  I  am  thine. 

3  The  soul  upon  the  wing  of  faitir, 
Strews  triumphs  in  his  way  ; 

But  straight  a  guilty  thought  breaks  iii^ 
And  mingles  night  with  day. 

4  My  evidences  should  be  clear, 
But  ah  !  the  biots  of  sin 

Turn  ciieering  hopes  to  sad'ning  fear. 
And  make  black  doubts  within. 

6  The  laws  of  sin  and  grace  will  jar, 

Both  dwelling  in  one  room  ; 
The  saints  expect  perpet'al  war. 

Till  they  are  sent  for  home. 

f  Although  these  combats  make  you  fear, 

They  should. not  cast  you  down'i 


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€od  will  give  grace  to  hold  out  here, . 
And  glory  for  a  crown. 

HYMN   106.    S.  M. 
Pride. 

INNUMERABLE  foes, 
Attack  tlie  child  of  God  ; 
He  feels  within  the  weight  of  siflj 
A  grievous  galling  load. 

2  Temptations  too -without, 
Of  various  kinds  assault  ; 

Sly  snares  beset  his  trav'iing  hQl^ 
And  makes  him  often  halt. 

3  From  sinner  and  from  saint. 
He  meets  with  many  a  blow  ; 

His  own  badJieart  creates  him  smart, ., 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  Eut  though  the  host  of  hell, 
Be  neither  weak  nor  small  ; 

One  Hii^rhty  foe  deals  dang'rous  wof:, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  alL 

5  'Tis  pride  accursed  pride, 
Thi.t  spir'tby  Cod  abhoi-'d  ; 

Do  what  we  will  it  haunts  us  still, 
And  keeps  us  from  the  Lord.. 

6  It  blows  its  pois*nous  breath, 
And  bloats  the  soul  with  aii' ; 

The  heart  uplifts, v/ith  God's  ov,n  giftiji 
And  makes  e'en  grace  a  snare. 

7  Awake — nay  while  m c  slccpj 
111  all  we  think  or  speak  i 


It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad, 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

S  In  other  ills  we  find, 

The  hand  of  heaven  not  slack  ; 

Pride  only  knows  to  interpose, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful  when  percciv'd, 
When  not  perceiv'd  'tis  worse  ;■ 

Unseen  or  seen  it  dwells  within, 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 

10  Against  its  influence  pray, 
It  mingles  with  the  prayer  ; 

Against  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  spcecfey 
Be  silent  still  'tis  there. 

11  This  moment  while  I  write, 
I  feel  its  pow'r  within  ; 

My  heart  it  draws  to  seek  applause,. 
And  mixes  all  with  sin, 

1-2  Thou  meek  and  lovely  Lamb, 

This  haughty  tyrant  kill  ; 
That  wounded  thee  though  thou  wast  fre©>> 

And  grieves  thy  spirit  still. 

13  Our  condescending  God, 

To  wliom  else  shall  we  go  ; 
Remove  our  pride  whale'er  oetiJcj 

And  lay  and  keep  us  lovt'. 

HYMN  lor. 
T/ie  Paradox, 


H 


OW  strange  is  the  course  that  a  diri&iian  must 

steer,. 


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How  perplexed  is  the"'path  he  must  tread  ; 
I'he  hope  of  his  happiness  rises  from  fear, 
And  his  life  he  receives  fiom  the  dead. 

2  His  f  lirest  pretensions  must  uholly  be  wav'd, 

And  his  best  resolutions  be  cross'd  ; 
Kor  can  he  expect  to  be  perfeetly  sav'd, 

'Till  he  finds  himself  utterly  lost. 

5  When  all  this  is  done  and  his  heart  is  assur'd, 

Of  the  total  remission  of  sin  ; 
.When  his  pardon  is  seal'd  and  his  pence  is  proem 'd, 

From  that  moment  his  conflict  begins. 

HYMN    108. 

BEGONE  unbelief, 
My  Saviour  is  near, 
Ji^nd  for  my  relief. 

Will  surely  appear. 
By  pray'r  let  me  wrestle, 

And  he  will  perform, 

"With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 

I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  he  is  my  guide, 

'Tis  mine  to  obey, 

'Tis  his  to  provide. 
Though  cisterns  be  broken. 

And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken, 

Will  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past, 
Torbids  me  to  think. 

He'll  leave  me  at  last, 

In  trouble  to  sink  :  ^ 

Each  sweet  Ebenezer 

I  have  in  reviewj 


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Confirms  bis  good  pleasure, 
To  help  me  quite  through. 

4Determin'd  to  save, 

He  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
When  salan's  bUnd  slave, 

I  sported  with  death. 
And  can  he  have  taught  me 

To  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  mcj 

To  put  me  to  shame. 

5  Why  should  I  complain 
Of  want  or  distress, 

Temptations  or  pain, 

He  told  me  no  less. 
The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  knew  from  his  woi  d, 
Through  much' tribulationj 

Must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup, 
No  heart  can  conceive, 

Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
That  sinners  miglit  live. 

Xiis  way  was  much  rougher, 
And  darker  than  mme, 

Did  Jesus  thus  suffer, 
And  shall  I  repine. 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet. 
Shall  work  for  my  good, 

The  bitter  is  sweet. 
The  med'cine  is  food. 

Though  painful  at  present, 
'Twill  cease  before  long, 

And  then  oh  how  pleasant 
The  conqueror's  song. 


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HYMN  109.    C.  M. 

CdME  brethren  let  us  join  and  sing^, 
And  tell  what  Christ  has  done  ; 
Who  sav'd  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  fre&  grace  alone. 

2  The  angelic  host  he  passed  by, 
And  set  his  love  on  man  ; 

Left  glory  and  come  down  to  die, 
Our  souls  for  to  redeem. 

3  We've  heard  his  voice,  we  kno\t  the  sounelj 
We  feast  upon  his  love  ; 

The  blessed  spnit  has  come  down, 
To  witness  him  above. 

4  He  is  our  prophet,  priest  and  king, 
Whom  wc  unseen  adore  ; 

Therefore  we'll  praise,  and  talk  and  sing^ 
Of  him  forevermore. 

5  Our  fellowship's  divine  and  sweet, 
With  Father  and  with  Son  ; 

And  to  him  heart  to  heart  doth  meet, 
That  we  may  all  be  one. 

6  That  we  his  name  may  glorifyi 
In  this  probation  state  ; 

And  in  his  promises  rely, 
And  for  his  coming  wait. 

7  And  when  our  tribulation's  o'er. 
And  trouble  with  us  cease  ; 

We  shall  arrive  on  Canaan's  shorci 
And  see  him  as  he  is. 

S  And  when  our  faith  and  hope  does  ceasc; 


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And  we  leave  off  to  pray 
The  love  of  Christ  will  thenincrease, 
,Tq  everlasting  jdaj. 


HYMN  no. 

On  the  mystery  of  Salvation. 

OWHAT  a  glorious  mystery,  wonder,  wonder 
wonder, 
That  I  should  ever  saved  be  ;  wonder,  &c. 
Ko  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  can  tell  ^c. 
The  love  ol  God  unchangeable.  Sec. 

.2  Great  mystery  who  can  tell  why 

That  Christ  for  sinners  e'er  should  die  ; 

That  he  should  leave  those  realms  of  bliss, 
And  groan  for  sinners  on  the  cross. 

5  Great  mystery  that  he  should  place 
His  love  on  those  of  Adam's  race  ; 
That  my  poor  soul  should  share  a  part, 
And  find  a  mansion  in  his  heart. 

.4  Great  mystery  I  do  behold, 
That  God  should  ever  save  a  soul ; 
And  snatch  me  from  the  jaws  of  hell, 
-The  greatness  of  his  love  to  tell. 

5  Why  was  I  not  still  left  behind, 
With  thousand  others  of  mankind  ; 
Who  run  the  dang'rous  sinful  race, 
And  dies  and  never  tastes  his  grace* 

6  *Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 
That  sweetly  brought  us  in  to  taste, 

Of  heavealy  manna  from  above, 
JRedeeming  grace  and  living  loye. 


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*t  Not  all  the  heavenly  host  can  scaiT 
The  glories  of  this  noble  plan  ; 
*Tis  wisdom  from  the  Faiher'a  skill. 
And  go  rgmi\ini  h  my^t^ry  %<v\\\ 

^YMN  111.  L.  M. 

Lo'Qe  and  obedience* 

NOW  while  we  do  begin  to  sing, 
A  song  of  praise  to  Christ  our  king  ; ' 
G  may  our  hearts  be  rais'd  above 
All  things  below  and  fir'd  with  lovCr 

2  Since  thou  dost  of  us  allrequire 
To  worship  thee  with  pure  desire  ; 
To  glorify  thy  name  and  then 
The  God  of  peace  will  in  us  reign. 

3'''Theti  shall  our  noblest  powers  rejoice^ 
When  we're  obed'ent  tathy  voice  ; 
To  act  and  do  what  thou  commands^ 
Kenouncing  all  our  former  plans. 

4^  That  in  the  spirit  we  may  walk, 
Attending  to  what  Christ  has  spoke  j 
So  we  shall  all  grow  up  in  him. 
Unto  the  stature  of  a  man. 

5  Then  like  the  sun  will  Zion  shine> 
Each  part  in  union  all  divine  ; 
O  hasten  this  dear  Lord  we  pray,        v 
To  be  fulfil'd  in  this  our  day. 

HYMN  112.     C.  M. 

The  joys  ofHea'oen* 

COME  Lord,  and  warm  e\ch  languid  heart, 
ini)£.ire  e.^,ch  lifeless  icn^ue  j 


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And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart, 
Their  hifluence  to- our  song. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  and  every  care,. 

And  discortl  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy  and  love  sincere 

Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul  from  sin  forever  free, 
Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 

But  cloth'd  m  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There  on  a  throne  (how  dazzling  brigh 

Th'exalted  Savior  shines, 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 
Join  in  immortal  songs  ;. 

And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

%  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  pruise  aiid  love., 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till  in  thy  blissful  courts  above. 

We  join  the  angelic  choir. 

•    HYMKUS.  L.  M. 
T/ie  worship  of  Heaven. 

OFOR  a  sweet  inspiring  ray, 
To  animate  our  feeble  strains, 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, 
The  blissful  realms  where  Jesus  reigns  ! 

2.  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne. 
Adoring  saints  and  angels iall  j. 


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And  with  delightful  worship  own 
His  smile,  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head. 
While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise, 

And  love,  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
*  Through  all  th'  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 
To  boundless  rapture  when  they  gaze  3 

Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. . 

5  There  all  the  favorites  of  the  Lamb, 
Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir  j, 

O  may  the  joy  inspirvng  theme 

Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire  I . 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  spirit  seal 
Our  interest  in  that  blissful  place  j 

Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face.  - 

HYMN  114.     C.  M. 

Victory  ODcr  death  through  Christ* 

WHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight. 
In  all  his  dire  array. 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  sights 
My  courage  dies  av/ay. 

2  But  see  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
My  I^ord  my  Saviour  lives  ; 

Before  hira  death's  pale  terrors  flyj 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  abovC; 
He  Diet  the  tyrant's  dart : 

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Ancl(01  amazing  power  of  love  ;) 
Receiv'd  it  m  his  heart, 

4  No  more,  O  grim  destroyer,  boast 
Thy  universal  sway  ; 

To  heaven  born  souls  ihy  sting  is  lost, 
Thy  night,  the  gutes  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee, 
Accept  the  sa.cred  trust,  ~ 

Receive  this  nobler  part  ot  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust  : 

6  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 
When  all  thy  saints  shall  li^x;. 

And  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing: 
The  honors  of  thy  name, 

And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

8  O  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  layjj 
And  with  the  blissful  throng 

Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 

HYMN  115.  C.  M. 

The  blessed  society  in  Heaveii, 

RISE  thee  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  say  there's  nought  bei<jw  the  sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

[2  Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings. 
And  tread  tl>e  courts  above  i 


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Nor  earthy  with  all  her  mighty  things 
Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.j 

S-  There  on  a  high  majestic  throne^ 
Th'Ahiiighry  Father  reu^ins, 

And  sheds  his  glorious  ^oocluess  down 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4r  Bright,  like  a  sun,  the  Saviour  sits, 

And  spreads  eternal  noon  ;. 
Ko  ev'ning  there,  nor  gl&orny  nightSj.. 
■  To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever  shining  skies, 
BelK)ld  the  sacred  dove, 

While  banish'd  sin  ar.d  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  o:  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 
Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 

And  SciiiUs  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 
The  infinhe  three  in^^ne. 

[7  But  O  what  beams  of  heav'nly  grace: 
Transport  them  all  the  while  ! 

Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face^ 
And  love  in  ev'ry  smile  !]. 

8  Jesui,  and  when  shall  that  dear  day, 

That  joylui  hour  appear, 
When  1  SiidU  leave  this   house  of  clay>, 

To  dwell  amongst  them  there  ? 

HYMN  116. 
Grateful  RecoUection. 


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OME  thou  fount  of  every  blessings 
Tune  my  heai  t  to  sing  thy  grace  I 


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Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 

Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  : 

Praise  the  mount — O  fix  me  on  it. 
Mount  of  God's. unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I  come  ; 

And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at.  home  : 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  j 
He  to  save  my  soul  from  danger 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood . 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor-,, 
Daily  Tm  constrain'd  to  be  ! 

Let  that  grace,  Lord;  like  a  fetter. 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  I 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it  ; 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  1  love^- 

Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  itj 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


HYMN  117.     L.  M; 

Jehoiiah  Jesus. 

MY  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abode  ; 
The  Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

2  Without  beginning  or  decline, 

Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ;  * 

Eternal  ages  saw  him  shine. 
He  shines,  eternal  ages  hence. 


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5  As  much,  when  in  the  manger  laid,^ 

Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky  ; 
As  when  the  six  day's  work  he  made, 

Fiird  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy, 

4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears; 

Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim  ; 
That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  he  hears^ 

And  own  Immanuel  for  his  name. 

3  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel. 

My  well-plac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see  i 

My  bosom  glows  with  heav'nly  zeal, 
To  worship  him  who  di'd  for  me, 

fl  As  man,  he  pities  tny  complaint-, 
His  power  and  truth  are  all  divine  ; 

He  will  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint. 

Salvation's  sure,  and  must  be  mtine.  • 

HYMN  118.    C.     M. 

The  happy  Debtor. 

TEN  thousand  talents  once  I  ow'd, 
And  nothing  had  to  pay  ; 
But  Jesus  freed  ms  from  the*  load,  . 
And  wash'd  my  debt  away. 

2  Yet  since  the  Lord  forgave  my  sin,  . 
And  blotted  out  my  score  y 

Much  more  indebted  I  have  been, 
Than  e'er  I  was  before. 

3  My  guilt  is  cancell'd  quite  I  knov^> 
And  satisfaction  m.ade  ; 

But  the  vast  debt  of  love  I  owcj 
Can  never  be  repaid. 


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4  The  love  I  owe  for  sin  forgiven, 
For  power  to  believe, 

Tor  present  peace,  and  ptoafiis'd  heaven^ 
No  angel  can-conceiver 

5  That  love  of  thine  !  thou  sinners  friend  t 
Witness  thy  bleeding  heart  ? 

My  little  all  can  ne'er  extend 
To  pay  a  thousandth  part. 

6  Nay  more,  the  poor  returns  I  make 
I  first  from  thee  obtain  ; 

And  'tis  of  grace,  that  thou  will  tak& 
Such  poor  returns  again. 

7  *Tis  well— it  shall  my  glory  be 
(Let  who  wil!  boast  their  store) 

I»  time,  and  to  eternity, 

To  owe  thee  more  and  more. 


HYMN  119.     C.  U: 
God's  presejuce  is  light  in  darhiess^ 

MY  God  the  spring  of  all  mv  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights,  ' 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  daysj 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  soul's  bright  morning  star,  - 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 

S  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  shine' - 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shews  his  heart  is  m2ne> 

And  wiiispers  1  am  his. 


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4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  the  tratisporiing  word, 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'  enibrucc  my  dearest  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death 
I'd  bieak  through  ev'iy  foe  ; 

The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conq'rer  through. 

HYMN   120. 

:T/ie  Christian's  triumph, 

ALMIGHTY  love  inspire 
My  heart  with  saered  fire, 
And  animate  desire, 
My  soul  to  renew. 

1  love  the  blessed  Jesus, 

On  whom  bright  angels  gaze* 
And  symphony  increases, 
Above  the  eth'r'al  blue. 

2  My  tender-hearted  Jesus, 
-His  love  my  heart  amazes. 

Who  came  for  to  save  us, 

When  lost  and  undone. 
No  seraph  could  redeem  us, 
No  angel  could  retrieve  us, 
No  armies  could  relieve  us, 

But  Jesus  Christ  alone. 

<5  In  him  I  have  believed, 
And  he*s  my  soul  retrieved. ; 
From  sin  he's  relieved, 

My  soul  which  was  dead. 
And  now  I  love  my  Saviour, 
For  I  am  in  his  favor, 
And  hope  >vilh  hira  for  evefj 


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The  golden  streets  to  tread, 

4  Yet  here  a  Avhile  I  stay, 
In  hope  ol  that  glad  day, 
When  I  am  call'd  away 

To  the  mansions  above. 
There  to  enjoy  the  pleasure, 
Of  unconsumjng  treasure, 
And  shout  in  highest  measure 

Hallelujahs  of  love. 

5  The  hope  of  seeing  Jesus, 
When  all  my  conflicts  ceases ; 
My  love  to  him  increases, 

His  name  to  adore. 
Come  O  my  blessed  Saviour ! 
Vouchsafe  to  me  this  favor, 
To  dwell  with  thee  forever. 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

6  Then  in  the  blooming  garden, 
Regain'd  by  Christ's  free  pardon. 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan, 

I'll  worship  the  Lamb, 
And  join  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes, 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  praises  to  his  name. 

HYMN   121.    C.  M. 
The  hope  of  Heave fi,  support  utider  Trials* 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 

1  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 

And  Avipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  cngagC; 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 


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Then  1  can  smile  at  satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

5  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  comej 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 

My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest  ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roU 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYxMN  122    CM. 

The  glory  of  Christ  in  HeaDcn^ 

OTHE  delights,  the  heav'nly  joys, 
The  glories  of  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o*er-flowing  grace  I 

2  Sw^eet  majesty  and  awful  love 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 

And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  Princes  to  his  imperial  name 
Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down. 

Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 
Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  street, 

And  lay  their  highest  honors  down 
Submissive  at  his  feet. 

5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his 
That  once  rude  iron  tore  j 


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High  on  a  throne  of-liglit  they  stand, 
And  all  the  samts  adore. 

6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 
That  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 

See  what  immortal  glories  shine. 
And  circle  it  around. 

7  This  is  the  man,  th*  exalted  man 
Whom  we  unseen  adore  ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

[8  Lord,  how  our  souls  are  all  on  fii'C 

To  see  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise, 

To  our  incarnate  God.] 

9  And  whilst  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay, 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 

To  fetch  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  123. 

Limitation. 

COME  and  taste  along  Avith  me, 
Consoluiions  running  free  ; 
From  my  Father's  worthy  home, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey  comb. 

2  Wherefore  should  I  thirst  alone, 
Two  is  better  still  than  one  ; 
More  that  comes  office  good  will, 
Makes  the  bargain  sweeter  still. 

5  Saints  in  glory  sing  aloiid. 
For  to  see  an  heir  of  Goti 


1S5 

Coming  in  at  heaven*s  door, 
Making  up  the  number  more- 

4  Goodness  running  like  a  streaiftj': 
Through  the  new  Jerusalem  ; 

By  its  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

5  Though  my  body  do  its  best, 
For  to  keep  me  off  from  Christ ; 
Diawn  by  grace  I  come  to  him, 
He  alone  can  pardon  sin. 

6  Sinful  nature,  lurking  vice, 
Cannot  stop  the  work  of>grace  , 
Whilst  there  is  a  God  to  give, 
And  a  sinner  to  receive. 

7  When  I  go  to-heaven'iy  store? : 
Asking  for  a  little  more  ; 

Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  a  gleaner  there. 

8  Then  I  go  rejoicing  home, 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume  : 
Gleaning  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  tlie  mouth  of  God.  = 

9  Heaven  here  and  heaven  there, 
Comforts  growing  every  where  ;  ■ 
This  I  boldly  can  attest, 

For  my  soul  has  got  a  taste,  ■ 

HYMN  124.    C.  M/ 
The  examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints ^ 

GIVE  mc  the  wings  of  failh  to  risa 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 


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Tlie  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

5  Once  they  were  nnourning  here  belowj 

And  wet  their  couch  uith  tears  : 
They  wrestled  hard  as  we  do  now, 

\Vith  sins  and  doubts  and  fears. 

3  I  ask'd  them  whence  their  vict'ry  came  : 
They  with  uniied  breath 

Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trodji^ 
(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast) 

An  :  folio'.ving  their  incarnate  God, 
Posscss'd  tlie  promis'd  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  leader  claims  our  praise^ 
For  his  own  pattern  giv'n, 

While  the  long  cloud  ot  witnesses 
Shews  the  same  jxilh  to  heav'n. 

HYMN  125.  L.  M. 

l^he  Lord's  supper  Ins ti luted, 

'  I^^VAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
.£.        When  powers  of  earth  and  hc;l  arose 

Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began  ^ 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blcss'd,  and  brake  ; 

Vvhat  love  thro*  all  his  actions  ran  ! 

What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  spoke  ! 

S  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  :^ 


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Then  took  the  cup  and  blest  the  wine  :  . 
'Tis  the  new  cov'naut  in  my  blood.    . 

[4  For  us  his  flesh  whh  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge^  he  felt  the  thorn  ; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 
Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 
When  lor  black  ciiuies  of  bigest  siz© 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice  .J 

6  Do  this  (he  cry*d)  till  time  shall  endj. 
In  mern'ry  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord> 

[7  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate. 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name^  - 

Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marritige -supper  of  the  Lamb.} 

HYiMN  126.     C.  M. 

Man /rail  and  tnortaL' 

ALL  flesh  is  grass  the  prophet  cry'd, 
Their  beauties  soon  decay  ; 
Ahhough  they're  cloth'd  with  power  and  pride? 
They  soon  must  fade  away. 

2  Behold  the  grass  that  clothes  the  field, 
And  looks  so^ green  and  gay  ; 

Touch'd  by  the  scythe  defenceless  yield. 
And  fall  and  iade  away. 

3  Fit  emblem  of  our  mortal  state  ! 
Thusm  the  scripture  glass, 

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The  young,  the  strong,  the  wise,  the  great, 
May  see  themselves  but  gra%8. 

4  Ah  I  Jruslnot  to  youvSeefiii:^  breath,. 

Nor  call  your  lime  your  own  ; 
Around  you  see  the  scythe  of  death, 

Is  mowing  thousands  down. 

6  A.nd  you  who  hitherto  are  spared,. 

Must  shortly  yield  your  lives  ; 
Your  wisdom  is  to  be  prepai'd, 

Before  the  stroke  arrives. 

6  The  grass  when  dead  revives  no  more  i 
You,   die  to  live  again  ; 

But  ah  if  death  should  prove  the  door 
To  everlasting  pain. 

7  Let  none  that*s  void  of  saving  grace,  ' 
Novi'  trust  in  forms  that's  vain. 

And  so  be  found  but  hypocrites, 
To  suffer  endless  pain. 

8  Come  sinners  now  repent  and  turn , 
To  God  and  seek  his  face  ; 

He  will  to  you  great  mercy  shew, 
And  fill  your  souls  with  peace. 

9  Ob  may  we  all  obey  the  call^ 
Of  truth  and  gospel  grace  ; 

That  when  like  grass  our  bodies  fall, 
Our  souls  may  rest  in  peace. 

HYMN  127.    C.  M. 

T/ie  insufficiency  of  human  nature^  and  Christ 
the  all-sufficient  Saviour, 


o 


UR  souls  rejoice  to  hear  the  sound 
Of  gospel  truth  and  grace  ; 


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The  matchless  love  of  God  abounds- 
To  sintul  Adam's  race. 

2  No  human  power  nor  human  skill, 

Can  free  our  souls  from  death  ; 
Through  all  our  best  obed'ence  stilly 

We  sin  in  ev'ry  breath. 

5.  Though  we  no  power  nor  goodness  have,-, 

Yet  God's  eternal  Son, 
Hath  sov'reign  power  and  he  can  save, 

By  his  own  arm  alone. 

4  He  sends  his  spirit  down  to  men, 
With  messages  of  grace  ; 

For  to  reprove  the  world  of  sin, 
And  teach  the  saints  his  grace. 

5  Lord  we  adore  thy  matchless  grace,- 
That  caus'd  the  light  to  shine 

Upon  the  sons  of  Adam's  race. 
With  blessings  so  divine. 

6  Oh  !  glorious  power,  oh  !  matchless  graces 
That  freed  our  souls  from  hell  ; 

Assist  our  tongues  to  sound  thy  praise, 
And  all  thy  wonders  tell. 

HYMN  128. 

BARTIMEUS. 

•<   "T^yrERCY;  O  thou  son  of  David  I" 
J.VjL   Thus  blind  Bartimeuspray'd  ; 
Others  by  thy  word  are  sav'd, 
Now  to  me  afford  thy  aid  : 
^lany  for  his  cr)ing  chid   him, 
But  he  call'd  the  louder  still  ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 
"  Come;  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 


uo 

2 -Money  was  not  v/hat  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live. 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 
Ahiis,  which  none  but  he  could  give  ; 
''  Lord  remove  this  griev^ous  bhndness, 
Let  my  eyes  behold, the  day  ;" 
Straight  he  saw,  apd  won  by  kindness, . 
Fcllow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

3  Oh  !  m^thinks  I  hear  him  praising,  -, 

Publishing  to  all  around  ; 

*»  Friends  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 

What  a  Saviour  1  have  found  : 

Oh  !  that  all  the  biir-d  but  knew  him,-. 

And  would  be  advis'd  by  me  ! 

Surely,  would  they  hasten  to  him,  . 

He  would  cause  them  sU  to  see.'' 


HYMN  129.     C.  Mv; 
T/ie  covenant-  Meeting, 

SINCE  God  hath  let  us  live  to  see,  . 
And  at  this  place  to  meet ; 
Now  let  us  join  to  sing  and  pray, 
And  get  at  Jesus's  icet. 

2  There's  no  where  else  that  we  can  go, 
Nor  would  I  if  I  dare, 

Join  with  the  drunken  swearing  crew,. 
For  they  have  not  such  fare. 

3  Now  let  us  hear  what  all  will  say, 
iSiuce  ive  ha\  e  pray'd  and  sung  ; 

One  rises  and  he  says  my  soul 
Doib  in  the  Lord  feci  strong. 

4  Another  says  Fm  very  dark, 
iJut  )cl  i  mean  to  go  j 


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A  tliird  one  cries!  feel  a  spark 
Of  heavenly  love  below. 

5  But  still  they  rise  to  speak  and  say 
I'm  low,  Vvn  dull,  I'm  weak  ; 

I'm  far  behind  you  all  this  day. 
And  some  will  hardly  speak. 

6  Some  speak  quite  loud,  and  some  quite  low,. 
And  some  are  mighty  strong  ; 

Upon  the  whole  each  one  dwlh  say 
I  mean  to  keep  along. 

7  Keep  on,  keep  on  ye  fainting  souls, 
The  Lord  is  on  your  side  ; 

Ye  need  not  fear  what  man  can  do, 
Ye  are  the  Saviour's  bride. 

8  Unto  the  strong  just  let  me  say, 
Don't  leave  the  faint  behind  ; 

But  in  your  bosom  take  the  Lambs 
And  to  the  weak  be  kind. 

9  The  weak  shall  be  as  Jesse's  son, 
The  strong  as  angels  bright ; 

AVhen  we  no  ifiove  shall  wulk  by  failh. 
But  all  shall  walk  by  sight, 

10  We'll  praise  our  Saviour  here  below, 
And  praise  hiiil  when  above  ; 

Where  all  shall  strike  a  single  note, 
And  that  be  bleeding  love. 

HYMN   130.     C.  M. 

•  ■  u4?i  exhovtatioii  to  all  Saints* 

^^OME  brethren  let  us  all  unite, 
V*/     To  love  and  serve  the  Lord.;. 


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NbTv  let  ns  walk  in  his  commands, 
And  keep  his  holy  word. 

2  O  may  we  be  as  shining  lights. 
Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 

And  n)ay  our  practice  witness  bear, 
That  we've  with  Jesus  been. 

3  May  we  so  live  in  peace  and  love, 
So  much  Christ's  imane  bear  ; 

That  by  our  fruits  all  men  may  know 
We  his  disciples  are. 

4  For  since  'tis  at  the  house  of  God^ 
That  judgment  must  begin  ; 

May  all  the  saints  now  be  engag'd,  , 
To  Ree  from  every  sin. 

5  O  may  we  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love  ; 

Till  each  before  his  glorious  throne,  > 
Sliall  joyful  meet  above.  . 

HYMN    131.     CM. 

y//;  invitation  to  sin?iet\ 

COME  fellow  sinners  now  awake. 
And  seek  for  Christ  the  way  j  • 
And  flee  from  sin  and  vanitV) 
The  gospel  now  obey. 

2  For  if  the  righteous  scarce  be  sav-dj 
Who  serve  the  Lord  with  fear  ; 

And  walk  in  all  of  his  commands, 
O  where  wiJl  you  appear  i 

3  Unless  the  blood  of  Jesus  Christj 
Doth  wash  your  sins  away, 

You  must  ia  ail  your  sins  appear. 


143 
At  the  great  judgment  day, 

A<  Now  let  the  aged  and  the  youth, 

The  voice  of  God  obey  ; 
And  now  improve  the  means  of  grace,* 

Whilst  It  is-caird  to  day. 

5  Now  Christ  with  open  arnis  doth  stand, 
Such  sinners  to  receive  ; 

That  turn  from  their  unrighteousness  j 
And  do  on  him  beheve. 

6  Then  be  persuaded  to  believe, 
In  Christ  the  living  way  ; 

And  trust  his  mercy  and  his  grace, 
And  his  comniands  obey. 

7  Then  shall  yoer  souls  be  fill'd  with  love, 
Your  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 

And  join  with  all  the  saints  above, 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  praise. 

HYMN  132.    C.    M. 
Far  don  brought  to  cur  senses  o 

LORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are, 
How  heav'nly  is  the  place, 
"vVhere  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feast 
Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God 
And  sweetest  glories  shine, 

There  Jesus  says  that  I  am  his, 
And  my  beloved's  mine. 

3  Here  (says  the  kind  redeeming  Lordj 
And  shews  his  wounded  side) 

See  here  the  spring  of  all  your  joysj 
That  open'cl wh^ju  1  di'u, 


144 

"[4  He  smiles  and  cheers  my  mournful  heart, 

And  tells  of  all  his  pain, 
All  this,  said  he,  1  bore  for  thee, 

And  then  he  smiles  again.] 

5  What  shall  we  pay  our  heaV'nly  king 

For  grace  so  vast  as  this  ; 
He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 

And  seals  it  with  a  kiss. 

^6  Let  such  amazing  loves  as  these 

Be  sounded  ail  abroad  ; 
Such  favors  are  beyond  degrees, 

And  worthy  of  a  God.] 

[7  To  him  that.wash*d  us  in  his  blood 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
Salvation,  honor,  glory,  power, 

Eternal  as  his  days.] 

HYiMN  133.     C.  M. 
Trouble^  but  making  God  a  Refuge. 

DEAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
iOn  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal  ; 

Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O,  \  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail} 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 

The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail; 
An<i  all  my  hopes  decline.  .  -:^ 


^ 


145 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 
Thou  art  my  only  trust  ; 

And  still  my  sonl  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 

And  can  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  No,  still  the  ear  oi  sov'reign  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  ; 

O  may  I  ever  find  access 

To  breathe  my  sorrows  there  I 

7  Thy  mercy  seat  is  open  still  ; 
Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 

With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

HYMN  134.  L.  M. 

T/ie  Gospel  is  the  power  of  God  to  Salvation, 

WHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do. 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  oar  crimes  forgiven, 

Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 

Can  souls  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin, 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean  ? 

S  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwel! 
That  saves  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

N 


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4^  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
1  hat  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
Vv'e  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word. 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord, 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truths  of  Jesus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing,  and  triumph  in  his  name. 


HYMN  135.    C.  M. 
Wherefore  didst  thou  douht.     Matt.  xiv. 

THUS  the  Kedeeraer  kindly  sakh, 
When  fears  are  round  about ; 
Thou  trembling  soul  of  little  failh, 
O  wherefore  dost  thou  doubt  ? 

2  What  though  the  fiery  raging  storm, 

Attend  thy  path  throughout  ; 
He  thy  deliv'rance  will  perform. 

Then  wherefore  dost  thou  doubt  ? 

5  Though  thou  amidst  the  swelling  waves, 

Involv'd  and  can't  get  out  ; 
Yield  not  to  fear — 'tis  Jesus  saves. 

Then  wherefore  dost  thou  doubt  ? 

4  Though  thou  art  sinking  in  the  seas, 

See  his  kind  hand  stretch'd  out 
To  save  thee  and  the  storm  appease. 

Then  wherefore  dost  thou  doybt  ? 


ur 

S'  Him  thy  deliv'rcr  thou  shalt  pt'ove^ 

Fear  not  the  helii-ih  route  ; 
Tiicp.  plead  his  pou'cr  and  trust  his  lovCj- 

And  never,  never  doubt. 

6  His  purpose  sov'reignr  grace, 
To  thee  he'll  bring  about  ; 

And  thou  in  heaven  shall  see  his  facc,^ 
Then  never,  never  doubt. 

7  There  thou  on' glory's  blissful  shore^ 
Triumphantly  shall  shout  ; 

And  his  unchanging  love  adore, 
And  never  more  shall  doubt. 


HYMN  136.    L.  M, 
The  stony  heart, 

LORD  hear  a  burd'ned  sinner  niourn;^ 
Who  gladly  to  thee  would  return  j 
Thy  tender  mercies  O  impart  ! 
And  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

2  'Tis  this  hard  heart  which  links  me  dowin^ 
Nor  asks  thy  smiles,  nor  fears  thy  frown  ; 
Ti'.is  cause  of  all  my  v/oe  and  smart, 

Lord  take  away  this  stony  heart, 

3  'Tis  this  hard  heart  my  gracious  Lord, 
Which  scorns  thy  Jove  and  slights  thy  word  j 
Which  tempts  me  from  thee  to  depart, 
l>ord  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

4  'Tis  this  hard  heart  whose  bold  reply^ 
Gives  all  the  sacred  truth  the  lie  : 
And  would  thy  promises  pervert, 
Loi'd  take  away  this  stonv  heart. 


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*  Tis  this  hard  heart  I  feel  within, 
Which  slights  thy  grace  and  cleaves  to  sin  ; 
^ure  'tis  all  hell  the  counter  part, 
Lord  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

6  'Tis  this  hard  heart  which  dares  withstand, 
All  the  dread  judgments  of  thy  hand  y 
Which  daily  i.cts  the  rebel's  part, 

Lord  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

7  'Tis  this  hard  heart  v/hich  day  by  day, 
Would  shut  my  mouth  nor  let  me  pray  ; 
Yea  would  from  evVy  duty  start, 

Lord  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

8  Sure  the  bless'd  day  will  shortly  come, 
When  this  hard  heart  shall  know  its  doom  j 
When  I  no  mbre  shall  sin  retain, 

Nor  of  a  stanj?  heart  complain. 


HYMN  137.    L.  M^ 
Meditation  on  the  Lord'^s  day  mornings 

FAR  from  my  soul,  O  sleep  !  retire  ; 
Nor  long-er  clog  my  thinking  mind  : 
To  things  immortal  I  usnire— 
Things  of  a  noble^  heavenly  kind. 

2  This  is  the  day  that  Jesus  bid 
Defiance  to  the  conquei'd  grave  ; 

He  rose,  a  victor  from  the  dead, 
A  glorious  Saviour,  sirong  to  save. 

3  He  rose — a  proof  that  we  shall  rise, 
And  unto  him,  our  head,  ascend, 

When  heaven  and  earth,  and  sea  and  skie%. 
With  the  last  hour  of  time  shall  end. 


14^ 

4  To  day  his  hera  Ids  loud  proclaim 
Salvation  to  a  re  bej  race  ; 

Throui^h  the  exalted  Saviour's  nanne, 

Through  his  rich  blood  and  righteousness,- 

5  To-day  to  Zion's  hill  we  go, 

With  joyful  hearts  and  willing  feet ; 

And  fain  would  leave  the  world  below. 

While  we  go  up  our  God  to  meet^  • 

6  To-day  we  join  to  supplicate 
Jehovah  at  a  throne  of  grace  ; 

W^e  come  before  his  mercy  seat, 
And  wait  the  shinings  of  his  face, 

7  O  Jesus  !  we  shall  meet  in  vain, 

If  thou  thy  quick'ning  life  withhold  5 
Our  carnal  hearts  will  snll  remain, 
Languid,  indifferent  and  cold. 

S  Thou  source  of  light  and  life  divine  I 
Give  each  a  praying,  waiting  heart  ;  . 

Let  ev'ry  thought,  O  Lord  !  be  thine, 
Bid  all  obtruding  cares  depart. 

9  O  give  us  each  a  sweet  foretaste 
.Of  that  eternal  Sabbath-day, 

When  nothing  shall  disturb  our  rest, 
Or  steal  from  thee  our  love  away. 

10  Hasten,  and  bring  the  period  round, 
When  all  redeem'd  with  Jesus'  blood,  - 

In  one  assembly  shall  be  found, 
To  praise  the  faithfulness  of  God. 

HYMN  138.     C.  M. 

T/ie  'Victorious  charms  of  eternal  lo'DC* 

JESUS  demands  mylove  supreme, 
.  a\nd  kmdly  asks  my  heart  5 


150 

My  heart  prepareand  welcome  hi'iiT, 
Bid  all  be-side  depart. 

2  No  seraph  hi  the  heavenly  groves, 

With  Jesus  can  compaie  : 
He  shines  among  a  thoesand  loves, 

The  uncreated  tail-  ! 

5  The  charms  of  my  redeemer's  face, 

Both  while  and  ruddy  are  : 
His  priestly  and  his  princely  dress, 

The  mystic  colors  wear. 

4  His  natures  !  O  how  pure  and  while  1 
"  Glorious  in  holiness  1" 

How  dazzling  to  immortal  sight, 
The  lustre  of  his  dress  ! 

5  But  he  acquired  that  ruddy  hue — 
His  robes  their  crimson  stainsj 

When  God's  eternal  justice  drew, 
And  pierc'd  h.im  fur  my  sias. 

6  Siill  as  a  Lamb  that's  newly  slain, 
Appears  the  prince  of  peace  ; 

Whose  life  flows  out  from  every  vein, 
And  dies  the  snowy  fleece. 

7  His  bleeding  wounds  and  scars  possess 
Merits  th:U  never  waste  ; 

The  riches  of  his  righteousness, 
Eternal  ages  last. 

8  The  mediator's  ,£>]or}es  join 
With  those  of  Deiiy  ; 

Jehov:»h  Jesus'  charms  combine- 
Combine  to  conquer  me ! 

9  O  take  my  heart  eternal  lovC  ! 


i^5i 

And  there  erect  th^  throne  ; 
To  thee,  let  all  its  pasions  move, 
There  centrej,  thouUone. 

Pi'MN  1S9. 

COME  away  to  th.skies, 
My  beloved  aiib, 
And  rejoice  in  the  "da  thou  v/ast  bcrn 
On  this  festival  dd) 
Come  exulting  awr, 
And  ^vith  singing  to  hn  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  oulove 

And  treasure  above, 
Though  our  bodies  coinne  below? 

The  redeem'd  cf  ihLord, 

We  remember  his  ^rel, 
And  with  singing  to  pa  disc  go, 

2  With  singing  wepne 

The  original  grace, 
By  our  heavenly  fathoestow'd  : 

Our  being  receive 

From  his  bounty,  andve 
To  the  honor  and  glory  Gcd. 

4  For  thy  glory  we  are 
Created  to  share, 

Both  the  nature  and  kinom  divine  ; 

Created  again, 

That  our  souls  may  rain 
In  time  and  elernicy  ihii 

5  With  thanks  we  apprc 
The   design  of  thy  lo\ 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in-us's  rame  • 
So  united  in  heart, 
That  we  never  can  par 


152. 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  lamb. 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet,  , 
We  shall  suddenly  meet,          j 

And  be  p?.tted  in  body  no  more  1 1 
We  shall  sing  to  our  lyres, 
With  heavenly  choirs,  j 

And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Hallelujah  we    sing  - 

To  our  father  and  king,  i 

And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat! 
I'o  the  Larab  that  was  slain 
Hallelujah  again,  ' 

Sine- all  heaven,  and. fall  at 


bis  iL 


8  In  assurance  of  hope,  [ 

We  to  Jesus  look  up. 
Till  his  banner  unfuri'd  in  the  j^"  - 

From  our  graves  we  shall  sei 

And  cry  out,  "  It  is  he," 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  hinhere. 

HYMN  140 JS.  M. 


Nature  and 


r/jce. 


ETERNAL  truth  affirms,] 
And  all  believers  know^ 
That  Adam's  race,  poor  fallenorm*, 
Have  lost  their  power  to  don 
t   ■ 

2  And  though  restor'd  by  gra 
By  mighty  grace  indeed  ! 

The  strength  we  in  ourselvedssess, 
Is  like  a  bruised  reed.         i 
I 

3  A  will  to  serve  my  God, 
Through  soY'reign  grace  i^ine  ; 


155 

But  daily  strength  must  be  bcstow'd, 
If  I  would  conquer  sin. 

4»  Old  nature  in  my  breast, 
Still  struggles  with  the  new  ;  i; 

A  incrtcii  enmicy  subsists 
Between  the  waring  tw©. 

5  Nature  would  fciin  confine 

My  thoughts  to  earthly  thinj^s  ; 

But  grirr:e  points  up  to  things  divin€> 

And  gives  me  heavenly  wings. 

6  Nature  indulges  pride, 

And  gives  free  will  the  throne  5 
But  grace  instructs  me  to  coimdc 
In  God  Ely  strength  alone. 

7  Nature's  a  friend  to  earth, 
And  loves  its  maxims  much  ; 

But  grace  constrains  nie  to  go  forth, 
Aiid  bear  the  Lamb's  reproach. 

B  Nature  esteems  his  yoke, 

To  be  a  grievous  load  ; 
Grace  puts  it  on,  and  bids  me  look 

To  the  Almighty  God. 

9  Nature  cries. "  friend  desist, 
And  leave  this  rugged  way.'* 

But  grace  says,  ''  ihis  is  not  thy  rest  ; 
Go  on,  make  no  delay." 

10  Nature  repines  and  frets, 
At  the  chLJStising  rod  ; 

But  taught  by  grace  my  soul  submits 
ToalLthe  will  of  God. 

11  Nature  disdains  to  how 
Before  the  mercy-seat  ; 


Biit  grace  will  lay  and  keep  mc  loTf 
At  the  Redeemer's  feet. 

12  Nature  knows  nothing  of 

Communion  with  the  Lamb  ; 
But  drawn  by  grace,  O  how  I  love 

To  call  upon  his  name  I 

HYMN  141.  C.  M. 
Difficulties,  in  t/ie  ivay  of  duty ^  surmounted-* 

WHEN  Abram's  servant  to  procure 
A  wife  for  Isaac  went, 
He  met  Rebekah — told  his  wish —  ■ 
Her  parents  gave  consent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days,  they  urg'd  the  maiJ 
His  journey  to  delay  ; 

liinder  me  not,  he  quick  reply'd, 
Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way. 

3  'Twas  thus  I  cry'd  when  Christ  the  Lord,  ^ 
My  soul  to  hmi  did  wed  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends,  nor  foes, 
Since  God  my  way  hath  sped. 

4  Stay,  Gays  the  world,  and  taste  a  whil^  '^ 
My  ev'ry  pleasant  sweet  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  ray  soul  replies. 
Because  the  w^y  is  great.  • 

5  Stay,  satan  my  old  master  cries^  ■ 
Or  force  shall  the  detain  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  I  will  begone, 
My  God  has  broke  my  chain.  - 

^  In  all  ray  Lord's  appointed  ways,./ 
JNIy  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 


155 

Hinder  me  not,  yc  miich-lov*d  saints? 
For  I  must  go  ^viih  you. 

7  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leapd? 

riljollow  where  he  goes  ; 
Kinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  crvj 

Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

,8  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  toGj 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound, 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

9  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  homcj 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 

rjl  gladly  go  with  thee. 

HYMN  142.     S.     M. 

Salvation  by  grace,  from  first  io  last,     Eplu 
ii.    5. 

GRACE  1  'lis  a  charming  sound! 
Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man. 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 

Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 

[3  Grace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 

In  God's  eternal  book  : 
'Tvvas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the^Lamj?, 

Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 


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To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  mectf 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

[5  Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'eifiovv  : 

'"Xwas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go]  ' 

6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  top-most  stone 

And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


HYMN  143.  C.  M. 
T/ie  rich  fool  surprised,      Liike  xii.    16— 

DELUDED  souls  i  who  think  to  find 
A  solid  bliss  below  : 
Bliss  the  fair  flower  of  Paradise, 
On  earth  can  never  grow. 

2  See  how  the  foolish  wretch  is  pleased, 
T'increase  his  worldly  store  ; 

Too  scanty  nov/  he  finds  his  barns. 
And  covets  room  for  more. 

3  «  What  shall  I  do  ?"  distressed  he  criess, 
"  This  scheme  will  I  pursue  ; 

"  My  scanty  barns  shall  now  come  down, 
*^  I'll  build  them  large  and  new. 

4  «  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits,  and  bid 
<*  My  soul  to  take  its  ease  : 

«  Eat,  drn-ik,  be  glad,  my  lasting  store 
«  Shall  give  what  joys  I  please." 


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5  Scarce  liad  he  spoke,  when  lo  !  from  hcavea 

The  Almighty  made  reply  : 
^'  For  whom  dost  thou  provide,  thou  fool  I 

«  This  night  thyself  shall  die." 

5  Teach  me,  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 

Are  but  an  empty  dream  : 
And  may  I  seek  my  bliss  alone, 

In  thee  the  good  supreme. 

HYMN  144.    C.  M. 
T/ie  incarnation  of  Christ,     Luke  ii.  14. 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join. 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay  5 
Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th*  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  beganj 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 

Through  all  the  sUining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  roU'd  ; 

The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  skj- 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 

And  tingels  fiew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

[5  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  eastern  woild, 
When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 

The  wondrous  scene  unfurl'd.j 
O 


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/6  Hark  !  the  ^erubic  armies  shout. 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Cood-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 

The  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

£7  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love. 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 

And  mingle  with  their  lays  1] 

B  With  joy  the  chorus  we*ll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
«  Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 

*'  'Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

9  Hail !  prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail  I 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend, 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 

Thy  praise  shall  never  enrl. 

HYMN  145. 
^Jie  long-suffering ^  or  patience  of  God. 

LORD,  ^nd  am  I  yet  alive, 
Not  in  torments,  not  in  hell ! 
Still  doth  thy  good  spirit  strive  ! 
With  the  chief  of  sinners  dwell  \ 
Tell  it,  unto  sinners  tell, 

1  am,  I  am  out  of  hell  I 

2  Yes,  I  still  lift  up  mine  eyes, 
Will  not  of  thy  love  despair  ; 
Still  in  spite  pf  sin  I  rise, 

Still  I  bow  to  thee  in  prayer.  Tell  it,  &c- 

o  O  the  length  and  breadth  of  love  ! 

Jesus,  Saviour,  can  it  be  ? 

All  thy  mercies  height  I  prove, 

AU  the  depth  is  seen  in  me.  Tell  it,  &c. 


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'i  See  a  bush  that  burns  with  fire 

Unconsum'd  amid  the  flame  ! 

Turn  aside  th'  sight  to  admire, 

I  the  living  wonder  am.  Tell  it,  kc, 

5  See  a  stone  that  hangs  in  air  I 
See  a  spark  in  ocean  live  I 
Kept  alive  with  death  so  near^ 
I  to  God  the  glory  give. 
Ever  tell — to  sinners  tell, 

1  am,  I  am  out  of  hell. 

HYMN  146.     C.  M. 

Mercy  and  truth  met  together  ;  or  the  hartri^ 
ny  oj  the  dh'me perfections, 

WHEN  first  the  God  of  boundless  gracer 
Disclos'd  his  kind  design, 
To  rescue  our  apostate  race 
From  misery,  shame  and  sin.- 

2  Quick,  through  the  realms  of  light  and  blis^;^ 
The  joyful  tidings  ran  j 

Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3  Yet  'midfet  their  joj-s  tiiey  paus'd  awhile, 
And  ask'd  with  strange  surprise, 

"  But  how  can  injar'd  justice  smile, 
<»  Or  look  with  pitying  eyes  t 

[4  *«  Will  the  Almighty  deign  again 
*'  To  visit  vender  world  ; 
And  hither  bring  rebclhous  men, 
"•  Whence  rebels  once  were  hurrts-? 


<( 


5  "  Their  tears,  and  groans,  and  deep  dlstreis 

"   Aloud  for  mercy  ciwl  ; 
**  But  ah  !  must  truth  and  righteousness 


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"  To  mercy  viciims  fall  ?" 

6  So  spake  the  friends  of  God  and  trials, 

Delighted,  yet  surpris'd  ; 
Eager  to  know  the  \vond*rous  plan, 
That  wisdom  had  devis'd.] 

7  The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 
And  quickly  thus  reply *d  ; 

<^  In  me  let  mercy  be  rever'd, 
"  And  justice  satisfy 'd. 

t  *'  Behold  !  my  vital  blood  I  pour, 

"  A  sacritice  to  God  ; 
"  Let  angry  justice  now  no  more 

"  Demand  the  sinner's  blood.'* 

5  He  spake,  and  heaven's  high  arches  rung» 

With  shouts  of  loud  applause  ; 
'•  He  dy'd,"  the  friendly  angels  sung, 

Kor  cease  their  rapt'rous  joys. 

-HYMN  147.    C.  Pvl. 
The  successful  resolve, 

COISIE,  bumble  sinner,  in/^vho8e  brcatij 
A  thousand  thoiights  revolve, 
Come,  v.'iih  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  "  I'll  goto  Jesus,  iliciigh  my  sin 

<'  HuUi  like  a  jnountain  rose  ; 
*^  I  knov/  his  courts   I'il  enter  in, 

"  Whatever  may  oppose. 

'i  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  tiirons, 

"  Aii.-l  «'  ere  my  guiit  confess, 
*'  1*11  ten  i»im  I'm  a  wretch  undone 


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"  Without  hib  sov'reign  grace. 

4  '^  riltothe  gracious  king  a])pioc\ch, 
"  \Vliose  scept!c  pardon  gives, 

"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch; 

'»  And  then  the  suppliant  lives.  *- 

5  "Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  5 

"  But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go,  . 
"  I  am  resolv'd  to  try  : 

"  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  kno\T  • 
"I  must  forever  die." 

HYMN  148. 

Free  Grace,  ■ 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  escape  to  the  moun- 
tain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain. 
For  sin  and  transgression  and  ev'ry  pollution. 
The  blood  it  flows  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  L^mb  who  purchas'd  our  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again  whenjwe  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  This  fountain  so  clear,  in  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus's  side  flows  plenteous  redemption, 
Though  your  sins  they  were  rais'd  as  high  as  a  moun- 
tain, 

The  blood  it  flows  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  &c. 

3  O  Jesus  I  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 

Over  sin,  death  and  hell  ihou  wilt  make  us  victorious, 
02  "  • 


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Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  gtcat  congttgauon,. 
And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascii.bii^jg  salvation. 
Hallelujah  &;c. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having   gain'd   the  blest 

shore 

With  our  harps  in  our  hands  we  will  praise  him  ever- 
more, 

Wc  v»i(l  range  the  blest   fields   on  the  bank!^  of  the 
liver, 

And  sing  hallelujahs  for  ever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah  kc, 

HYMN   \4y9. 

T/ie  Hewoenly   C cur  tier  o^ 

LET  Christ  the  glor'ous  lover. 
Have  everlasting  praise  j 
He  cG}Tiesifor  to  discover 

The  riches  of  his  grace—- 
He  comes  to  wretched  sinners, 

To  woo  himself  a  bride  : 
Resolving  for  to  win  her 
And  will  not  be  deny'd^ 

2  Unwilling  she  discovers 

Herself  for  to  deny, 
To  cast  away  her  pleasures. 

And  lay  her  honors  by — 
To  part  with  every  notion 

That  puffs  her  up  with  pride. 
And  take  him  for  her  portion, 

And  be  his  loving  bride. 

5  He  calls  aloud  unto  her, 

"  Pursue  your  ways  no  more  j'* 
She  thinks  it  will  undo  her. 
To  part  with  all  her  store  ; 


1:63: 

Slie  M'iliinglly  refuses 

To  yield  unto  his  will, 
And  in  her  lieavt  she  chuses 

liei  former  lovers  still. 

4  She  bolls  the  door  upon  him,. 
And  bids  the  Lord  depart ,. 

She  \vill  not  serve  his  honor, 
Nor  let  hinn  have  her  heart ; 

Yet  Jesus  loves  the  sinner. 
And  will  not  leave  the  door, 

But  cries  "  Oh  wretched  creature  1; 
"  Reject  my  grace  no  more. 

5  "  Behold  my  matchless  fulness  I; 
"  Arise  and  let  me  in  ; 

^'  How  can  you  be  so  cruel 
"  To  bar  yoor  heart  with  sin  ? 

''  If  calls  and  invitation, 

"  Will  not  excite  your  love, 

•'  Prepare  for  condemnation, 
"For  I  will  not  remove." 

6  He  then  displays  his  powefj 
By  an  almighty  word  j 

He  threatens  to  devour. 

And  shews  a  flamins^  sword  :■ 

She  now  begins  to  tremble 
At  what  she  sees  and  hears  ; 

And  fain  she  would  be  humble, 
And  wash  her  crimes  with  tears. 

7  She  does  not  yet  discover 
The  filth  ot  her  in-side  ; 

She  thinks  the  Lord  will  love  her^ 
And  take  her  for  his  bride  j 

But  like  refiners'  fire 
He  searches  every  part ; 

Conviction  rises  higher, 
She  feels  a  troubled  heart. 


1.64. 

2  Slie  now  begins  to  languish, 

And  none  can  her  relieve, 
Her  heart  is  full  of  anguish, 

To  find  blie  can't  believe. 
Her  hopes  are  now  departed, 

And  left  her  full  of  woe, 
Wiih  all  the  broken  hearted,  . 

Shecries  wlmt  bhull  I  do  ?  . 

9  Rut  Jesus  Iras  compassion,  , 

Still  moving  in  his  bre&st, 
Intends  to  give  salvation, 

Unlo  the  souls  distress'd  ; 
One  glinjpse  of  love  and  power, 

Makes  her  fcrget  her  pain, 
She  dies,  oh  1  happy  hour, 

Is  this  the  lovely  Lanib  ? 

iO  Is  he  whoirj  I  rejected, 

Stoop'd  down  to  me  so  low  ? 
Goodness,  but  unexpected. 

It  hardly  can  be  true  ; 
And  still  she  ciies  more  fervent. 

Lord  don't  thy  mercy  hide,  . 
May  I  become  a  servant^ 

And  fit  to  be  a  bride. 

1 1  The  marriage  is  made  ready  . 
The  parties  are  agreed, 

The  holy  son  of  David 

And  Adam's  wretched  seed  ; 
The  sinner  is  attir'd. 

With  raiment  clean  and  w'hite, 
Her  sins  are  freely  pardon'd, 

And  she's  her  Lord's  deiight. 

12  They  eat  and  drink  together j 
And  mur'ally  embrace. 

Both  saints  and  angels  wonder, 
At  the  surprising  grace  j 


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This  union  shall  continue. 
For  evermore  the  same, 

And  nothing  part  asunder, 
The  christian  and  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  150.  C.  M. 

EGIN  the  high  celestial  strain, 
My  ravish'd  soul  and  sing 
A  solemn  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heav'n's  Almighty  king. 

2  Ye  curling  fountains  as  ye  roll 
Your  silver  waves  along, 

Whisper  to  allyour  vetdant  shores 
The  subject  of  my  so:3g. 

3  Retain  it  long  y'echoing  rocks, 
The  sacred  sound  retain, 

And  from  your  hollow  winding  caves 
Return  it  oft  again  : 

4  Bear  i^,  ye  Vrinds,  on  all  your  wings. 
To  distant  ciimes  away? 

And  round  the  wide-extended  world 
My  lofty  theme  convey. 

5  Take  the  glad  burden  of  his  name, 
Ye  clouds  as  you  arise, 

Whether  to  deek  the  golden  morn^ 
Or  shade  the  ev'ning  skies. 

6  Let  harm.less  thunders  roll  along 
The  smooth  etherial  plain, 

And  answer  from  the  crystal  vault 
To  ev'ry  Hying  strain. 

7  Long  let  it  warble  round  the  spheres. 


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And  echo  through  the  sky, 
Till  angels  -with  immortal  skill, 
Improve  the  harmony. 

8  While  I,  ^\ith  sacred  rapture  fir'd. 

The  blest  creator  sing, 
And  warble  consecrated  lays 

To  heav*n*s  Almighty  king. 

HYMN  151.     L.  M. 
Human  righteousness  insufficient  to  justify, 

WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall!  draw  near, 
Or  bow  myselt  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high  I 
Will  muitiply*d  oblations  please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 

Or  slaughtered  hecatombs  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  assuage  the  wrath  of  God  t 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  slain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  seas  of  blood, 

Alas  !  they  ail  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust? 
I  nothing  have.  I  nothing  am  ; 
Exchidedis  my  every  boast, 

My  glory  svvallow'd  up  in  shame, 

5  Guilty,  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
My  sole  desert,  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 
""Twcre  just  the  sentence  should  take  place^ 
But  0>  i  plct;d  my  Saviour's  death  1 

6  I  plead  the  m^ri-s  of  thy  Son, 


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Who  died  for  sinners  on  the  tree  ; 
1  plead  his  righteousness  alone, 
O  put  t-he  spotless  robe  on  me. 

HYMN  152.  L.M. 

God  exalted  al?ove  all  praise. 

ETERNAL  power  !  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God^ 
Infinite  length,  beyond  ihe  bounds 
When  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  lowest  step  above  thy  seat 

Hises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet  ; 

In  vain  the  tall  arch-angel  tries 

To  reach  the  height  with  wond'ring  eyes. 

5  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  maker  too  ; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  great,  the  holy,  and  the  high  I 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  O,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below  ; 
Be  short  our  tunes  ;  qur  words  be  few : 
A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

HYMN  153.    C.  M. 

All  attamnents  vaifi  without  lo'ue, 

SHOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour  ' 
Her  richest  gifts  on  me, 


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Still,  O  my  God,  I  should  be  poor,    - 
If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

2  Not  shining  wit,  nor  manly  sense, 
Could  make  me  tiuly  good  : 

Not  zeal  itself  could  recompense 
The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  I  possess  the  gift  of  tongues, 
But  weie  deny'd  thy  grace, 

Isly  loudest  words,  my  loiliest  songs 
V/cuid  be  but  sounding  brass. 

4  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  heavenly  skill, 
p:ach  mystery  to  explain, 

If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will,  ^ 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had. I  so  strong  a  faith,  my  God, 
As  mountains  to  remove, 

No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

[6  What  though  to  gratify  my  pride, 

And  make  my  heaven  secure. 
All  my  possessions  I  divide. 

Among  the  hungiy  poor. 

7  What  though  my  boily  I  consign 

To  the  devouring  flame,  ^ 
In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  shine 

In  rolls  of  endless  fame  I 

-8  These  splendid  acts  of  vanity, 

Though  all  the  world  applaud, 
If  distitute  of  charity, 

Can  never  please  my  God.] 

9  O  grant  me  then  this  one  request, 
And  I'll  be  SAtisfy'd, 


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That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

HYMN  154.     L.  M. 
Bright  and  Moni'mg  Star* 

YE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  so  near 
The  Saviour's  throne  of  shining  bliss, 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint  and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

2  We  sing  the  bright  and  morning-star, 
(Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love ;) 
See  how  its  rays  diffus'd  from  far. 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above. 

3  Its  cheering  beams,  spread  wide  abroad. 
Point  out  the  puzzled  christian's  way  ; 
Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  the  road 
Enlighten'd  with  a  constant  day. 

[4  Thus  when  the  eastern  Magi  brought 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  star  appears, 
Directs  them  to  the  babe  they  sought, 
And  guides  their  steps,  and  calms  their  fears.] 

5  When  shall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place. 
Where  this  bright  star  will  brightest  shine  ; 
Leave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night. 
And  view  a  lustre  so  divine  ? 

HYMN  155.  C.  M. 

A  weddmg  Hymn* 

SINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding-guest. 
P 


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2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands, 

Their  union  vvilh  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  ail  rich  dowries  best  I 

Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they,  with  christian  care, 

May  make  doniestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

6  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope  ; 

And  see  with  joy  a  godly  seed 
To  build  their  household  up. 

6  As  Isaac  and  Rebekah  give 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind  ; 

So  may  this  married  couple  live, 
And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 

7  On  every  soul  assembled  here, 
O  make  thy  face  to  shine  ; 

Thy  goodness  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 
Than  richest  food  or  wine. 

HYMN  156.    C.  M. 

God  our  guide  and  teacher 

ETERNAL  Sire  enthroned  on  high  ! 
Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppl'ant  dust  art  nigh, 
_Thy  presence  we  adore. 


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2  O  guide  us  down  the  steep  of  age^ 
And  keep  our  passions  cool — 

Teach  us  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practice  ev'ry  rule. 

S  Teach  us  to  shun  the  sceptick's  path. 
To  scorn  the  deist's  lore  ; 

Steadfast  to  hold  the  ancient  faith- 
Hope  humbly — and  adore. 

4  And  when  our  days  are  past  and  gone? 

Be  this  last  blessing  given  ; 
To  join  the  choir  ol  saints  that  sing 

Thy  lofty  praise  in  heaven. 

HYMN  157. 
The  intercession  of  Ckf.ist^ 

NOW  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading, 
At  the  sinners  bohed  heart  ; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinner's  part. 

CHORUS, 

Sinner  can  you  hate  the  Saviour, 
Can  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms  ? 

Once  he  died  for  your  behaviour, 
Now  he  calls  you  to  his  charms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  bloodshed, 
Shews  his  wounded  hands  and  feet  ; 

Father  save  them  though  they're  blood-red, 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 
Sinner  can  you,  he. 

3  Sinners  hear  your  God  and  Saviourj 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  today  ; 

Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
O  repent,  return  and  pray. 

Sinner  can  you^  Sec. 


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4  Open  now  your  heart  before  liim, 
Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 

O  receive  and  glad  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinner  can  you.  Sec. 

5  Now  he's  waiting  tobe  j^racious, 
Now  he  stands  and  looks  at  thee  ; 

See  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 
Sinner  can  you,  &c. 

6  O  be  wise  before  you  languish, 
On  a  bed  of  dying  strife  ; 

Endless  joy  or  endless  anguish, 

Turn  upon  the  events  of  life. 

Sinner  can  you,  &c. 

7  Come  for  all  things  now  are  ready,. 
Yet  for  many  more  there's  place  ; 

Come  ye  blind,   ye  lame  and  needy, 
To  the  store  of  boundless  grace. 
Sinner  can  you,  he. 

HYMN  158.    C.  M. 

HOW  meanly  dwells  th'  immortal  mind. 
How  vile  these  bodies  are  ; 
Why  was  a  clod  of  earth  design'd 
T'  enclose  a  heavenly  star  ? 

2  Weak  cottage  where  our  souls  residcj. 
This  flesh's  a  tott'ring  wall  ; 

The  fearful,  breaches  gaping  wide. 
The  building  bends  to  fail. 

3  Alas  !  how  sad  our  state  said  I, 
And  thus  went  mourning  on  ; 

Till  sudden  from  the  cleaving  sky,. 
A  gleam  of  glory  shone. 


My  soul  all  felt  tlie  glor- 
.  And  breath'd  her  native  an  , 
There  she  remember'd  her^vc-i 
While  she's  a  priso 

^!traigct  she  began  to  change  her  kej^=; 
-\nd  joyful  in  her  pains  ; 
r  sung  the  frailty  of  her  clay^ 
^n  pleasurable  s'  "^  • "  * 

n  heaven  we'ii  ....^.^  ...-  - 
The  silver  harps  ^xill  sound  ; 
r  souls  shall  blaze  with  holy  . 
ilivough  the  eternal  round. 

HY: 

_.i  young  Lady'^s  expenenci 

YOUNG  ladk 
Listea  a  while  arid  you  ii 
How  sin  and  satan  both  did  try. 
To  land  ray  soul  ia';miaeiry, 

2  I  like  the  rest  of  human  kind, 
Was  boTTi  in  Jiii-both  dead  and  blii.d  , 
And  as  my  days  advanced,  I  gic 


Was  that  which  soma  delight  in  yet  i  , 
That  henious  sin  calVd  civii  mirth, 
God  threatens  ^vith~his.dreiidfui  wrath  \ 

4  Full  eighteen  years  aroimd -did  roll  J 
Before  1  thought  T)f  my  poor  soul  ; 
Which  maksis  me  tremble  when  1  ihirik; 
How  near  1  was  upon  the  brink  ] 

5  i  oftentimes  to  church  did  gO; 

Pa 


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My  bcauly  and  fitie  clotbesto  show  j 
BiU  o!i  my  soul  I  took  no  thought, 
Though  Jesus  had  it  dearly  bouglit. 

6  At  length  I  heard  a  sermon  preachVl, 
The  words  quite  through  my  heait  did  reach  I 
He  said  you  must  be  born  again, 

It"  ever  heaven  you  would  obuiin  I 

7  To  keep  the  law,  at  work  I  went, 
But  found  I  tail'd  in  ev'ry  point : 
The  law  appeav'd  so  just  and  tiue, 
Not  one  good  duty  could  I  do. 

S  In  silent  watches  of  the  night, 
In  secret  places  where  I  might, 
Upon  my  knees  pour  out  my  grief. 
And  pray  to  God  for  some  relief, 

9  My  uncle  said  don't  be  so  dull, 
Come,  go  with  me  to  yonder  ball ; 
I'll  dress  you  up  in  silk  so  fine, 
And  make  you  heir  of  all  that's  minci 

10  Dear  uncle  that  will  never  do. 
That  only  will  augment  my  woe — 
For  I'm  resolv'd  to  seek  the  Lord, 
Perhaps  he  may  his  aid  afford  1 

1 1  Well,  if  you  arc  resolv'd  to  turn, 
And  after  silly  bablers  run, 

Kone  of  my  fortune  you  sTiall  have, 
I  will  it  to  some  other  give  ! 

12  Well  I'm  resolv'd  to  seek  the  Lord, 
Perhap*  he  may  his  aid  afford  ; 

Come,  help  me  mourn  my  wretched  case, 
My  soul  is  lost  without  free  grace  I 

13  Thus  in  my  great  extremity, 


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Where  almost  helpless  1  did  lie, 

Me  thought  I  heard  a  stiil,  small  voice, 

Saying  rise  up,  in  me  rejoice  ! 

14  Then  to  my  mind  did  one  appear, 
All  wounded  with  both  nail  and  spear. 
Saying,  arise,  believe  in  me, 

I  di'd  to  set  lost  sinners  free  I 

15  Immediatelymy  soul  did  rise,    . 
On  wings  of  faith  ai30vc  the  skies  I 

I  count  ail  earthly  things  but  dross, 
And  glory  in  ray  Saviour's  cross. 

16  I  know  none  but  the  Lord  himself, 
Can  save  a  soul  from  sm  and  death  : 
And  since  he  was  by  John  baptiz*d, 
1*11  follow  him  though  fools  despise. 

17  I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
Since  me  he  doth  his  aid  afford  ; 

I  value  no  man's  scoffs  nor  frowns, 
I  hope  to  wear  a  starry  croivn  : 

1%  Come,  you  who  l;now  his  works  and  ways, 
Come  join  with  me  to  sing  his  praise  : 
But  I  must  try  to  praise  liim  best, 
I've  run  so  deep  in  debt  to  grace. 

HYMN  160. 
Joseph  made  knonvn  to  his  brethren. 

WHEN  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld, 
Afflicted  and  trembling  with  fear, 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  fiU'd, 

From  weeping  he  could  ,not  forbear  ; 
A  while  his  behavior  was  rough, 

To  bring  their  past  sin  to  their  mind  ; 


Bu'  ere  humbled  cnoughj 

He  basted  to  saew  himpelf  kiiiC:. 

:    !low  little  they  thought  it  was  he, 
\Vhom  they  had  ill  treated  and  solJi 

How  great  their  contusion  must  be, 

-As  soo<i  as  his  name  he  hacl  lold  ! 
/'  I'm  Joseph  your  brother-(he  suid) 
''  And  stil!  to  my  heart  you  are  ocr  ■ 

'      on  sold  me,  anctthpughtl  was  de:. 

i    ;.  iiOugii  gveatly  ciiHti>sti;ci  octore 

When  qharg'd  with  piuloining  the  cup; 
1  i;ey  now  were  confounded  iimch  morc; 

Not  on^  of  then*  durst  to  look  up. 
^'  f!an  Joseph,  whom  we  would  have  slaiiij 

'-  Forgive  us  the  evil  we  did  ? 
^^  And  will  he  our  household  maintain  "r 

'■'  O  tbh  h  a  brother  indeed  !"       - 

"      :  .^.-^       .       ,  -.e^  I  came 

And  iadcn  with  guilt,  to  ifte  Lovd  .j 
"  .1  iounded  with  tefror  and  'h'^mr:.. 

Unable  to  utter  a  word. 
At  first  he  Idok'd  stern  and  -i.^ .  *..*., 

What  anguish  then  pierced  my  hear-  I 
Expecting  each  moment  to  hear 

Tii£  sentence  "  Thou  cursed  depar*.  ;" 

5  But  otj  !  what  surprise  Avben  hfe -spoke, 

While  tenderness  beamed  in  his  facc; 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 

O'erwhelra'd  and  confounded  with  grace 
^' Peor  sinuer,  I  know  thise  full  well, 

*'  By  thee  I  was  sold  and  was  slain  j 
"  I  di'dto  redeem  thee  from  hell, 

"  And  raise  thee  in  glory  jto  reiga. 

C  *'  Tm  Jesus  whom  thou  hast  bksphem'd. 


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<'  And  crucify'd  often  afresh  ; 
"But  let  me  henceforth  be  estcem'cl, 

"  Thy  brother,  thy  bone,  and  thy  fiesh  s 
"  My  pardon  I  freely  bestow, 

"  Thy  wants  I  will  fully  supply  ; 
"  I'll  guide  thee  and  guard  thee  below, 

"  And  soon  will  remove  thee  on  high, 

7  "  Go  publish  to  sinners  around, 

"  (That  they  may  be  willing  to  come) 
"  The  mercy  which  now  you  have  found, 

"  And  tell  them  that  yet  there  is  room.'* 
Oh,'  sinners  the  message  obey  1 

No  more  vain  excuses  pretend  ; 
But  come  without  farther  delay, 

To  Jesus  our  brother  and  friend. 

HYMN  161. 
TJiegood  physician. 

HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  JesQsmade  me  whole  ;  : 
There  is  but  one  Physician 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  fqund  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; . 
To  tell  to  all  around  me, 
His  mighty  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases. 

Is  light  compar'd  with  sin  ;  , 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes. 

But  rages  most  wiihin. 
-^Tis  palsey,  plague  and  fever, 

And  madness  all  combin'd, 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 


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S  From  man's  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  relief  to  gain  ; 
But  this  prov*d  rsore  distressing  ; 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost  ; 
Thus  every  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4  At  length  this  great  physician. 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  ? 
Accepted  my  petition 

And  undertook  my  case. 
First  gave  rne  sight  to  view  him. 

For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd. 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him, 

I  look'd  and  I  was  heal'd. 

5'  A  dying  risen  Jesus,' 

View'd  by  an  eye  of  faith  ; 
Fiom  ev'ry  dang-er  frees  us 

And  saves  our  souls  from  death  ^ 
Come  then  to  this  physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condiiions,  • 

°Tis  only  look  and  live. 

HYMN  162. 

Longing  for  a  place  at  the  right  hand  of  cho. 
Judge. 

WHEN  thou  my  righteous  judge  shall  come 
To  fetch  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 
Shall  I  among  them  staiid  ! 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Wlio  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
15e  found  at  thy  right  handi 


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2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now. 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out. 

When  thou  for  thera  shalt  call  1 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  plaecj 

In  this  th*accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear  ; 

Nor  let  me  fall  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd,  I'll  sino^, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

HYMNM63.  L.M. 
The  Christian'' s  Farewell. 

FAREWELL,  dear  friends  in  Christ  below, 
I  bid  you  all  a  short  adieu  : 
My  time  is  come,  I  long  to  go  ; 
I  trust  I  soon  my  Lord  shall  view. 

2  Farewell  dear  neighbors,  brethren,  friends, 
I  hope  we  soon  shall  meet  with  joy  j 

My  heavenly  father  for  me  senas, 
I  go  where  nothing  can  annoy. 

2  Adieu,  thou  sun,  ye  stars,  and  moon, 
No  longer  shall  I  need  your  light  ; 

My  (iod's  my  sun,  he  makes  my  noon, 
My  day  shall  never  change  to  night. 


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4  Adieu,  to  all  things  here  below. 
Vain  world,  I  leave  thy  fleeting  toys  5 

Adieu  to  sin,  fear,  pain,  and  woe. 
And  welcome  bright  eternal  joys. 

5  Temptations,  troubles,  griefs,  adieu  ; 
Sorrows  becloud  my  face  no  more  : 

I  go  to  pleasures  ever  new, 

Where  toils,  and  strifes,  and  wars  are  o'er. 

6  Now  I  have  done  with  earthly  things  4 
And  all  to  come  is  boundless  bliss  j 

My  eager  spirit  spreads  her  wings  ; 
Jesus  says  "  come  ;"  I  answer  "  yes." 
/ 

7  Weep  not  dear  friends  :  I  tell  you  all 
I  go  to  dwell  with  Christ  on  high  ; 

I  hear  my  blessed  Saviour's  call. 
And  trusting  in  his  promise  die. 

8  Father,  I  come  to  thee  above, 
All  things  below  I  leave  behind ; 

The  fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Is  open  to  my  joyful  mind. 

9  Eternity  !  transporting  sound  ! 
While  God  exists  my  heav'n  remains  I 

Fulness  of  joy  that  knows  no  bound, 
Shall  make  my  soul  forget  her  pains,  • 

HYMN  164.  C.  M. 


J.  sight  of  Heaven  in  sickness » 

OFT  have  I  sat  in  secret  sighs, 
To  feel  rt\y  flesh  decay, 
Then  groan'd  aloud  with  frighted  eyes, 
To  view  the  totl*ring  clay. 


181 

i  But  I  forbid  my  sorrows  now, 
Nor  dares  the  flesh  complain  ; 

Diseases  biing  their  profit  loo  ; 
The  joy  o'ercomes  the  pain. 

3  My  cheerful  soul  now  all  the  day 
Sits  waiting  here  and  shigs  ; 

Looks  through  the  ruins  ot  her  cla^ 
And  practises  her  wings, 

4  Faith  almost  changes  into  sight, 
While  from  afar  the  spies. 

Her  fair  inheritance  in  light 
Above  created  skies. 

5  Had  but  the  prison  walls  been  strongf, 
And  firm  without  a  flaw, 

In  darkness  she  had  dwelt  too  long. 
And  less  of  glory  saw. 

6  But  now  the  everlasting  hills 
Through  ev'ry  chink  appear, 

And  something  of  the  joy  she  feels 
While  she's  a  prisoner  here. 

7  The  shines  of  heav*n  rush  sweetly  in 
At  all  the  gaping  flaws  ; 

Visions  ot  endless  bliss  are  seen 
And  native  air  she  dravys. 

8  O  may  these  walls  stand  tott'ring  stilly 
The  breaches  never  close  I 

li  I  must  here  in  darkness  dwell, 
And  all  this  glory  lose  ! 

9  Or  rather  let  this  flesh  decay, 
The  ruins  wider  grow, 

Till  glad  to  see  th'  enlarged  way, 
I  stretch  my  pinions  through. 


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HYMN  185.    L.  M. 
A  Baptismal  Hymn, 

HE  o;reat  redeemer  we  adore, 

Who  came  the  lost  to  seek  and  save  ; 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  i 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 
*'  All  righteousness,"  he  meekly  said .; 
Why  should  we  then  to  do  his  will, 
Or  be  asham'd,  or  be  afraid  ? 

S  With  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  ?o  descend  ; 
'Tis  wond'rous  grace  that  gives  us  room. 
To  lie  inter'd  by  such  a  friend. 

4  Yet  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way, 
To  let  us  see  the  light  again  ; 

So  on  the  resurrection  day, 

The  bands  of  death  prove  weak  and  vain. 

5  Thus  when  thou  shalt  again  appear. 
The  gates  of  death  shall  open  wide. 
Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear. 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 

HYMN  186.      . 

The  Lamentation* 

POOR  mourning  souls  in  deep  distress, 
A  doleful  lamentation  ; 
Find  themselves  dead  in  wickedness, 

Under  sad  condemnation. 
The  thunderbolts  from  Sinai  mount. 


183 

Doth  sound  with  loudest  terrors  ; 

While  reckoning  up  on  God's  account? 

I'm  dvvron'd  in  grief  and  sorrows. 

2  Ah  woe  is  me  that  I  was  born, 

Or  ever  had  a  being  ; 
O  that  I'd  been  some  untimely  birth^ 

That  had  no  future  being. 
O  that  I'd  di'd  when  I  was  young, 

O  what  would  I  have  given  ; 
That  so  with  babes  ray  little  tongue> 

Might  praised  God  in  heaven. 

S  But  woe  is  me  in  deep  distress, 

Just  worne  away  with  trouble  ; 
Day  after  day  I  seek  for  peace, 

But  find  my  sorrovvs  double. 
Says  Satan  fatal  is  your  case, 

Timea,  past  you  might  repented , 
But  now  you  know  it  is  too  late, 

So  make  yourself  contented. 

4  How  can  I  live  ?  ho\v  can  I  breathe  ? 
Under  such  sore  temptations  ; 

Conclude  my  day  of  grace  is  past. 
Lord  hear  my  lamentation. 

For  I  am  weary  of  my  life. 
In  groans  and  bitter  cryings  ; 

My  wants  are  great,  my  mind  is  strife. 
My  spu'it  almost  dying. 

5  But  who  is  this  that  looketh  forth, 
Like  to  the  blooming  morninp: ; 

Clear  as  the  sun,  fair  as  the  moon, 
'Tis  Jesus  Christ  adorning. 

Jesus  can  cloalhe  my  naked  soul, 
Jesusjor  me  hath  died  ; 

Well  may  I  now-  with  pleasure  sing, 
My  wants  are  all  supphed. 


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HYMN   187. 

AWAK'Dby  Sinai's  awful  sounds 
My  soul  in  giiiit  and  thral  I  found* 
And  knew  not  where  to  go  ; 
0*erwhelm'd  with  sin,  with  anguish  slain. 
The  sinner  must  be  bern  again, 
Or  sink  to  endless  woe. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood  but  could  not  tell. 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  Hell, 

For  Death  and  Hell  drew  near  : 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled. 
It  pour*d  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find  ; 
This  fearful  truth  increas*d  my  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

And  whelm'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldly  load  ; 
Alas  !  1  read,  and  saw  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  v/rath  of  God. 

5  The  saints  T  heard  whh  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquei  'd  Death  and  Hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain* 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  suBkin  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anqjuisli  lay, 
Jesus  oi  Nazareth  pass'd  tl-^^it  wfty> 

And  felt  bis  pity  move  ; 


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The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 

Nov/  by  his  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  Heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise  ; 
All  hail  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions,  born  again, 

Will  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

HYMN  188. 

STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think> 
Before  you  farther  go — 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wide  ! 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command, 
Soon  to  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 
And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 

0  be  entreated  now  to  stofi^ 
For  unless  you  warning  take, 

£re  you  are  aware  you'll  drofi 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2..  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  comcj . 

And  drag  you  to  the  bar  ; 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair  : 
AH  your  sins  will  round  you  croudj . 

Sins  of  bloody  crimson  dye, 
Back  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

0  be  entreatedy  Isfc^ 

3  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God^    - 
T^at  you  his  will  oppose  ! 


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Fe:\r  you  not  hh  iron  rod, 

With  which  he  bre:^l;s  his  foes  ? 

Can  you  stand  in  that  c^reat  day. 

When  he  judgment  shall  prochimK 

When  the  earth  shx^ll  melt  away, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

O  be  entreated,  (Jr. 

4  Though  our  hearts,  are  made  of  slonc,. 
Your  loreheads  lin'd  with  brass, 

God  at  length  will  maKe  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass. 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  hisgrace; 
Ivocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face. 

O  be  entreated^  Isfc. 

5  But  as  yet  there  is  a. hope,. 
That  you  may  mercy  knoWj 

Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow  : 
It  was  for  sinners  Jesus  dy'd, 

Sinners  he  iijvites  to  come  : 
None  who  come  shall  be  deny'dj 

He  says  \here  yet  is  room. 

O  be  entreated^  isi'c. 

HYMN   189. 
Longing  for  Heaven^ 

OWHEN  shidl  T  see  Jesus, 
And  reign  with  him  above  5 
And  from  that  fiov^Jhg  fountain, 
Drink  everlasiir.^  love. 


When  shsll  T  be  delivered 
From  this  vain  world  of  sin,. 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier^ 
P*Iy  captain*s  gone  before,. 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 
And  bid  me  not  give  o'er  ; 
And  since  he  has  pr&v'd  faithful, 
A  righteous  crown  he'll  give., 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  life  shall,  have. 

5  Through  grace,  I  am  determinedi 
To  conquer,  though,  I  die  : 
And  then  av/ay  to  Jesus, 
On  wings  of  love,  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow,. 
Ibid  you  all  adieu  ; 
And,  O  my  frieous  prove  faithful,, 
And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 
And  triuls  on  your  way, 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 
Of  faith,  and  Hope,  and  love  ; 
Then  v/hen  the  combat's  ended, 
He'll  carry  you  above. 

5  O  do  not  be  discouraged. 
For  Je!.us  is  your  friend  : 

And  if  you  w^int  more  knovledge> 
He'll  not  refuse  to  lend. 
Kciiher  wiil  he  upbraid  you,  '^ 

Though  (ifi'ner  you  request ', 
Ke'il  giv€  you  grace  ro  conquer, 
And  lake  you  iioaie  to  rest. 


188 

6  And  when  ttie  la?.t  loud  trumpet 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
And  bid  the  entonib'd  miliions, 
From  their  cold  beds  arise. 

Our  ransom'd  dust,  revivcM, 
Bright  beauties  shall  put  on. 
And  soar  to  the  blest  mansion, 
Where  our  redeemer's  gone. 

7  Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture. 
The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 

Our  feel,  no  more  diverted, 
Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport, 
The  hosts  celestial  sing  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glories 
Of  our  immortal  king. 

HYMN  190. 

The  Hea^ocnly  mariner. 

THROUGH  tribulation's  deep, 
The  way  to  glory  is, 
This  stormy  course  1  keep, 
On  these  tempestuous  seas. 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  tost  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heaven. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane, 

Ajid  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  the  sides  break  in  ; 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds,  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress, 
My  anchor,  hofu  can  cast 
Within  thy  promises, 


18^ 

Tt  holds  my  vessel  fast ; 
Safely  she  then  al  anchoi'  lides, 
'Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tidest. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 
And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

1  tug  and  toil  and  strive  ! 
Through  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day, 
I  make  but  very  little  way.. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail,. 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 
Before  the  pleasant  gale, 

And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more,. 
As  in  a  month  or  two  beiore. 

6  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight, 
The  sun  does  not  appear, 
Nor  can  I  in  the   night 
Behold  the  moon  or  star  : 

Sometimes  for  days  and  weeks,  or  more> 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 

7  As  at  the  time  of  noon, 
My  quadrant,j'fezV/z,  I  take» 
To  view  my  Christ  my  sun, 
If  he  the  clouds  should  break, 

I'm  happy  Avhen  his  face  I  see, 
I  know  then  whereabouts  I  bc^. 

S  The  Bible  is  my  chart  ; 

By  it  the  seas  I  know  ; 

I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show  \ 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
AVhose  needle  points  forever  true. 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  piiJe, 


190 

Those  rocks  I  pass  with  care  ; 

I  studiously  avoid 

The  \Thirlpool  of  despair  ; 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shun. 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go. 
Or  near  some  coast  am  drove, 
The  plummet  forth  I  throw. 
And  thus  my  safety  prove  ; 

My  conscience  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

1 1  My  vessel  would  be  lost 
In  spite  of  all  my  care,  , 
But  that  the  Holy  Ghost 
Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer : 

And  I  throus^h  all  my  voyages  will 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skill. 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heav'n's  coast, 
I  must  a  guif  pass  through, 
Which  fatal  proves  to  most  ; 
For  all  this  passage  go. 

But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelm, 
If  God  himself  is  at  the  helm. 

13  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
Though  rough  it  is  but  short, 
The  pilot  angels  meet, 

Antl  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  I  land  on  ihat  blest  shore, 
1  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 


F 


HYMN   191. 
A  'tew  Farewell  Hyhiru 


ARE  WELL,  dear  friends, 
I  must  be  gone. 


191 

1  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you  ; 
ril  take  my  siaft'and  travel  on. 
Till  I  a  belter  world  do  view  ; 

FurcAvell,  farewell,  farewell, 
My  loving  friends  farewell. 

2  Farewell  my  nicnds,  time  rolls  along, 
Nor  waits  for  mortal's  care  or  bliss  ; 

I  leave  you  here  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 
Farewell,  Sec. 

o  Farewell  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  Fm  bound  in  cords  of  love  ; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
And  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 
Sec. 

4  Farewell  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven  j 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross, 
JFight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given, 

Fight  on,  fight  on,  fight  on, 
The  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 

5  Farewell  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  ; 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 
Farewell,  &c. 

6  Farewell  poor  careless  sinners  too. 
It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here; 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you  j 

O  turn  and  find  salvation  near. 
O  turn,  O  turn,  O  turn. 
And  find  salvation  near. 


192 
HYMN  192. 

Lon:e  of  Christ, 

O  JESUS  imy  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 
With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy  fectj 
In  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Thou  art  my  redeemer,  my  Lord  and  my  God, 

^  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  love  ; 
1  love  thee,  my  Saviour,  I  love  thee,  my  dove  ; 
I  love  thee,  1  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know, 
J3ut  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show. 

5  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain  ; 
They  cannot  unriddle  this  hea\'enly  flame  : 
I'm  sure  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  were  mine, 
I  could  not  this  myst'ry  completely  define. 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wond'rous  account  \ 
My  days  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount ; 

I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  dear. 

5  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour, with  thee  I  am  blest ! 
My  life  and  Salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest  ! 

Thy  name  be  my  theme,  and  thy  love  be  my  song  ; 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

€  O,  who's  like  my   Saviour  ?  he  iS"  Salem's  bright 

king  I 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing  ; 
I'll  praise  him,   I'll  praise  him,  with   notes  loud  and 

shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirits  doth  fill, 

HYMN  193. 

The  beggar  and  the  rich  man* 

COME  all  ye  poor  sinners. 
Who  from  Adam  came, 


193 
Ye  poor  and  re  needy, 
Ye  halt  and  ye  lame  ; 
Submit  to  the  gospel, 
Upon  its  own  terms, 
Or  you'll  burn  forever, 
Like  poor>dying  worms. 

S,We  read  of  a  rich  man 
And  a  beggar  likewise  ; 
The  beggar  he  died, 
And  attain'd  to  the  priie  ; 
The  rich  man  he  died, 
And  to  his  sad  surprize. 
In  hell  he  av/aken'd, 
And  did  lift  up  his  eyes. 

S  «§eeing  Abra*m  afar  ofT, 
In  the  regions  above, 
And  Lazarus  in  his  bosom. 
In  raptures  of  love. 
He  cries,  father  Abra'm, 
Send  to  my  relief, 
For  I  am  tormented, 
In  pain  and  in  grief. 

4  He  says,  son,  remember 
When  you  liv'd  so  bold, 
Drcbs'd  in  your  fine  linen, 
And  boasting  of  gold, 

This  beggar  lay  at  your  gate, 
Wounded  and  poor  ; 
The  dogs  had  compassion, 
And  licked  his  sore. 

5  Besides  there's  a  great  gulf 
Between  us  you  see  ; 

So  those  who  would,  cannot 
Pass  hence  unt(j  thee  ; 
Therefore  you  must  lie 
And  lament  your  sad  state, 
For  now  you  are  sending 
R 


154 

Your  cries  up  too  late. 

6  He  cries,  Father  Abra'mi 

1  nray  you  provide  ; 
Send  one  fiom  the  dead  ; 
I've  five  brethren  beside  ; 
In  hearing  from  me, 
And  believing'  my  state, 
Perhaps  they'll  repent  now, 
33efore  'tis  too  late. 

7  They  have  a  rich  gospel 
That  spreads  far  and  wide  ; 
They've  Moses,  the  prophets, 
And  th'apostles  beside  : 

If  they  wont  adhere 
Unto  them  and  repent, 
They  will  not  believe,  though 
One  from  the  dead  went. 

THE  MORAL  LAW. 

HYMN  194.  L.  M. 

Doddridge. 

The  Sinner  found  \ii  anting.     Dan*  v.  27. 

RAISE  thoui?:hiless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye ; 
Behold  the  balance  lifted  high  ; 
There  shall  God's  justice  be  display'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See,  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law  ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  ; 
Wouldst  thou  the  auful  test  sustain, 

Thy  works  hov/  light,   thy  thoughts  how  vain  \ 

5  Behold  !   the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  these  dreadful  characters  ; 
^*  2\kd)  thy  soul  is  v/antmg  found,    . 


195 

"  And  wTath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground. 

4  Let  sudden  fear  ihy  nerves  nnbrace  ; 
Confusion  wild  o'ersprcad  thy  face  ; 
Through  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail  ; 
Christ,  in  the  scripture  turns  the  scale  ; 
Still  doth  the  gospel  publish  peace, 
And  show  a  Savioui's  righteousness, 

6  Jesus,  exert  thy  power  to  save, 
Deep  on  his  heart  thy  truth  engrave  ; 
Great  God,  the  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 


HYMN  196.  L.M.  SrEELE. 
A  dying  Samour, 

STRETCH'D  on  tho  cross  the  Saviour  dies^ 
Hark  his  expiring  groans  ari:je  1 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide  I 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  every  bleedincr  v.ound  ; 
The  vital  stream  how  free  ii  flows, 

To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  iocs  ! 

3  To  suffer  in  the  traitors  place, 
To  die  for  man,  surpiisn^.g  grace  1 
Yet  pass  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

4  And  didst  thou  bleed,  for  sinners  bleed  ' 


196 

And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 
No,  he  withdrew  his  sickening  ray, 
And  darkness  veil'd  the  morning  day, 

5  Can  I  survey  tl^is  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mln«^iing  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain. 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

6  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart. 
To  warm  this  cold  this  stupid  heart  ; 
'Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 

In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

HYMN  195.  L.  M. 
Lhile  Flock, 

■^TO  mortal  ties  can  be  compar'd 
Jl^       With  those  thai  join  the  Saviours  fold  ; 
Those  bands  of  love  by  heav'n  bestow'd. 
Not  earn'd  by  works^  nor  bought  with  gold. 

2  By  these,  the  foliovrcrs  of  the  iamb, 

"  Know  they  h.ue  pass'd  from  death  to  life  ;" 
These  bands  still  sv.eeten  ev'ry  song. 
And  help  to  banish  sinful  strife. 

3  Though  all  the  world  combined  disdain, 
The  "  little  flock"  renew'd  by  grace  ; 

This  flock  may  glory  in  their  gain, 
in  Jesus'  heart  they  have  a  place. 


4  This  «  little  flock,"  and  only  they, 
Enjoy  the  Saviour's  smiles  in  lime  ; 

And  they  at  last,  in  endless  day, 

bhuil  blight  with  God  and  Angels  shine, 

5  In  heav'n,  remote  from  bin  and  care, 


IP' 


An  endless  rest  snail  they  cDJv-^y  ; 
Their  Jesus  all  ihcii*  glory  iherc, 

And  praise  their  lasting  sweet  employ. 

6  But  O  1  the  doleful,  dreadful  end, 
Of  all  their  and  f/iciv  Savio7ir's  foes  ; 

See  !  clouds  of  vengeance  now  impend, 
And  soon  shall  burst  in  endless  woes. 

7  Then  the  opposers  of  the  cross, 
IVIust  cease  to  sport,  and  sink  to  dwell 

Among  th'  infernal  howling  ghosts. 
In  blackest  shades  of  death  and  hell.  • 

HYMN  197.  C.  M.  ' 
S.  Stennett.  • 

TAe  Penitent.  '■ 

PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 
A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy  seat  - 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  O  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence  s  • 
Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm ; 

Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

S  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe. 
Tears  should  fiom  both  my  weeping  eyes 

In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead  ' 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed; 

No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt, 
R2 


198 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  : 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word, 

That  bids  the  sinner  live. 


HYMN  198.    S.  M. 
The  pool  of  Bethesda.     John  v.  2 — 9. 

BESIDE  the  gospel  pool 
Appointed  for  the  poor  ; 
From  time  to  time  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 
The  healing  waters  move  ; 

And  others  round  me  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove. 

3  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  same  ; 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
^  As  wl^n  at  first  1  came. 

4  How  often  have  I  thought 
Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I. 

5  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool 

Where  streams  of  sovereign  virtue  floW) 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

6  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  try  : 

Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  ilie  I 


199 

7  No  :   ho  is  full  of  grace  ; 

He  never  will  permit 
A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  fiicc, 

To  perish  at  his  feei. 

HYxMN  199.     L.  M. 
For  Church  Meeting, 

NOW  we  are  met  in  holy  fear, 
To  hear  the  happy  saints  d^lare, 
The  rich  compassions  of  a  God, 
The  virtues  of  a  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Jesus,  assist  them  now  to  tell 

What  they  have  felt   and  noiv  they  feel ; 
O  Saviour  help  them  to  express 
The  wonders  of  triumphant  grace. 

3  While  to  the  church  they  freely  own 
What  for  their  souls  the  Lord  hath  done, 
We'd  join  to  praise  eternal  love. 

And  heighten  all  the  joys  above. 


INDE  X. 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  first  line. 

Page. 

AWAKE,  arise*  O  saints  and  view  10 
As  shepherds  in   Jewry    were  guard-     > 

ing  their  sheep,  ^          ^ 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,  12 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus' name,  63 

Alas  !  and 'jid  my  Saviour  bleed  ?  71 

Arise,  my  soul,  with  wonder  see,  81 

Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays,  100 

As  when  the  child  secure  of  harms,  108 

Ah  !  me  my  heart's  the  seat  of  war,  1  is 

Almighty  love  inspire  131 

All  flesh  is  grass  the  prophet   cry'd,  137 

Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound,  184 

BEFIOLD  a  lovely  vme,  23 

Blessed  be  m.y  God  that  I  was  bornj  68 

Before  thy  throne  eternal  king,  87 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow,  91 

Begone  unbelief,  119 

Begin  the  high  celestial  strain,  165 

Beside  the  gospel  pool  193 

COME  friends  and  relations,   let   us  join    "> 

heart  and  hand,  3         ^ 

Come  all  ye  saints  and  sinners  near,  13 

Come  brethren   and  sisters  that  love  ") 

my  dear  Lord,  ^         * 

Come  all  you  weary  trav'IIers,  18 

Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  wretched,  34 

Children  of  the   Heav'niy  King,  45 

Come  sinners,  now  approach  your  God,  48 

Come  to  the  glorious  gospel  feast,  56 

Come  sinners  to  the  gospel  feast,  75 

Companions  of  thy  little    flock,  79 

Christ,  in  that  night  he  was  belray'd,  81 


INDEX. 

Page. 

Come  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind  109 

Come  we  that  love  the  Lord  indeed,  1 12 

Come  brethren  let  us  join  and  smc^,  121 

Gome  Lord  and  warm  each  languid  heart,  123 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  127 

Come  and  taste  elong  with  me,  134 

Come  brethren  let  us  all  unite,  141 

Come  fellow  sinners  now  awake,  142 

Come  away  to  the  skies,  151 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast,  160 

Come  all  ye  poor  sinners,  1^2 

DEAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love^  20 

Didst  thou  dear  Jesus  sufi'er  shame,  43 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul,  144 

Deluded  souls  !  who  think  to  find  156 

ENCOUR  AG'D  by  thy  word  83 

I   Eternal  truth  affirms,  l52 

Eternal  power  !  whose  high  abode,  167 

Eternal  Sire  cnthron'd  on  high  1  170 

T?AREVVELL  my  brethren  in  the  Lord,  6 

XJ    From  whence  dotb  this  union  arise  ?  31 

Farewell  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu,  57 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word,  102 

F\irewell  vain  world,  I  must  be  gone,  107 

Far  from  my  soul,  O  sleep  !  retire  ;  148 

Farewelljdearfiiends  in  Christ  below,  179 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  190 

O  on  ye  pilgrims  while  below,  58 

_X   Go  my  heralds  blow  the  trumpetj  97 

God,  in  the  gospel  ot"  his  Son,  103 

Glorious  angels  do  rejoice,  1 13 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise,  135 

Grace  1  'tis  a  charming  sound  !  155 

HAIL,  sov'reign  love  that  first  began,  7 

He  dies,  the  heavenly  lover  dies,  1 6 

Hark,  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found,  29 

Heavenly  thoughts  create  my  song,  41 

Happy  the  man  v.diose  will  is  bow'd,  51 

How  firm  a  foandution,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord,  65 


INDEX. 

Page. 

Hark,  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds,  67 

Hail  !  happy  pilgrims,  whence  came  ye,  74 

Hdil  the  new  year  that's  new  begun,  85 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise,  89 

How  arc   thy  servants  blest  O  Lord,  101 
How  strange  is  the  course  that  a  christian      7'        j  jg 

must  steer,  5 

How  meanly  dwells  th'  immortal  mind,  172 

How  lost  was  my  condition,  177 

I  HEAR  the  gospel's  joyful  souftd,  S3 

I  am  that  I  am,  52 

I  set  myself  aganist  the  Lord,  60 

I  sojourn  in  a  vale  of  tears,  9 1 

Innumerable  foes,  1 17 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home,  15 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few,  44 

Jesus  and  shall  it  ever  be,  69 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup,  88 

Jesus  lover  of  my  soul,  90 

Jesus  I  fly  to  thee,  93 

Jesus  thy  gospel  T  embrace,  95 

Jesus  the  eternal  son  of  God,  104 

Jesus  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  115 

Jesus  demands  my  love  supreme,  -^149 

LET  Heaven  and  earth  rejoice,  24 

Lord  when  together  here  we  meet,  37 

Let  strife  forever  cease,  73 

Lo  !  we  are  journeying  home  to  God,  77 

I>ord  from  thy  throne  of  flowing  grace,  82 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight,  1 10 

Lord  how  divine  thy  comforts  are,  H3 

Lord  hear  a  burd'ned  sinner  mourn,  147 

Lord  and  ami  yet  alive,  158 

Let  Christ  the  glorious  lover,  162 

MY  days,  my  weeks,  my  monlhs,  my  years,       21 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord,  76 

My  soul  why  wecpest  thou,  98 

My  God  the  covenant  of  thy  l6ve,  105 

Mine  eare  deii|>jhted  wUh  the  sound,  114 

My  song  shailbless  the  Lord  of  all,  12S- 


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My  God  the  spring  of  all  my  joys,  "    130 

"  Mercy  ;  O  thou  son  of  David  1"  139 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join,  157 

NOW,  Lord,  though  we  must  part  awhile,        37 

Now  is  the  time,  O  lovely  youth,  38 

Now  while  we  do  begin  to  sing,  12S 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading,  17 1 

No  mortal  ties  can  be  compar'd,  196 

Now  we  are  met  in  holy  fear,  199 

ONOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme,  48 

Oh  !  happy  souls  how  fast  you  go,  55 

O  could  1  find  from  day  to  day,  -59 

O  what  a  cruel  wretch  am  I,  60 

Ofor  a  glance  of  heavenly  day,  99 
O  what  a  glorious  mystery,  v/onder,  wonder,  fee.     122 

Ofor  a  sweet  inspiring  ray,  124 

O  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys,  133 

Our  souls  rejoice  to  hear  the  sound,  138 

Oft  have  I  sai  in  secret  sighs,  180 

O  when  shall  f  see  Jesus,  185 

O  Jesus  my  Sa-N'iour,  to  thee  I  submit,  192 

PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey,  25 

Poor  mourning  souls  in  deep  distress  182 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesuc,  at  thy  feet,  197 

RISE  Zion  shine  thy  hght  is  come  111 

Rise  thee  my  sou!,  fly  up  and  run,  126 

Kaise,  thoni^htless  sinner,  ruise  thine  eye,  194 

SAVIOUR  visit  thy  plantation,  46 

See  what  a  wretched  state,  94 

Since  God  hath  let  us  live  to  see,  140 

Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour,  167 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear,  169 

Slop  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think,  185 

Stretch'd  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies,  195 

THE  day  is  past  and  o;one,  14 

*Tis  a  poini  1  long  to  know,  26 

The  great  tremendous  day's  approaching,  27 

Throughout  our  Saviou-  's  life  we  trace,  32 

The  name  of  Clirist  how  sweet  it  sounds,  39 

The  tabic,  spread  ray  soul  there  spies,  42 

The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell,  50 


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That  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet,  5 1 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright,  64 

Today  Immanuel  feeds  iiis  sheep,  80 

'Tis  finish'd  so  the  Savior  cry'd.  106 

'Ten  thousand  talents  once  I  o\v*d,  129 

Twason  that  dark,  thiu  doleful  night,  136 

Thus  the  redeemer  kindly  sailh,  146 

The  voice  of  free  grace,  cries  escape  to  the    \  ,g. 

mountain,  J 

The  great  redeemer  we  adore,  182 

Through  tribulation's  deep,  188 

WHEN  pity  prompts  me  to  look  round,  8 

When  converts  first  begin  to  sing,  W 

Well  met  dear  friends  in  Jesus'  name,  36 

W^andering  Pilgrims,  mourning  christians,  54 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain,  65 

Vv^ien  John,  though  a  man,  baptizing  began,  70 

^\^hiie  I  am  blest  with  youthful  bloom,  72 

Wl'iat  poor  despised  company,  78 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  86 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight,  125 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  '  132 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do,  145 

When  Abra'm's  servant  to  procure,  154 

When  first  the  God  of  boundless  grace,  159 

Wherewith.  O  Lord,  shall  1  draw  near,  166 

When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld,  175 

When  thou  my  righteous  Judge  shall  conacj  178 

YE  humble  souls  approach  your  God,  100 

Ye  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  so  near^  169 

Young  ladies  all  I  pray  draw  near,  173 


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